"They call me Est Albus Lupus, the White Wolf. My job is to protect the pack, to heal the pack and to fight for it. I'm one of the strongest being out there and the last of my kind. With me the Alpha will be unstoppable, that's why he want me, but i...
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Malia, Amelia and Lydia walked into the hospital morgue and Amelia walked over and opened the cubby that contains Halwyn's body in a black body bag.
She glanced at Malia and Lydia before she unzipped the bag.
He looked just as he did when he was shot and killed by Monroe.
A large bullet wound is in the center of his head, and his chest is covered in claw gashes from his battle with Liam.
"Well, it's still here. Still dead. What else were we supposed to do?" Malia asked and Lydia sighed.
"Figure out how a Hellhound led me into the woods to find another faceless body while being technically dead." Lydia said and Amelia raised her eyebrows.
"Technically?" She asked and Lydia nodded.
"I don't think I would have been led out there if he was fully dead." Lydia said.
Malia made a face as she glanced down at the body.
"I don't think we should be hanging out here waiting for him to spring back to life." She said.
"We don't have to wait if we can figure out how he was able to reach me." Lydia said and Malia raised an eyebrow.
"How do we do that?" She asked and Lydia looked down at him and shrugged slightly.
"We're just going to have to ask him."
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Lydia laid still on a steel autopsy table with her eyes closed and her hands folded over her abdomen.
Her head was inches away from Halwyn's in his autopsy cubby.
After a moment, Malia, who was crouched down next to the table, peeks her head up by Lydia and Halwyn's heads.
"Anything yet?" She asked making Lydia's eyes fly open, and she rolls them irritably before she responds in a terse tone of voice.
"As opposed to when you asked three minutes ago? No." She whispered before groaning and standing to her feet "Ugh. It's not working."
"Maybe you should touch him?" Malia suggested and Lydia scoffed and rolls her eyes again.
