AIDEN POV
The shadow army's attack hit us like a wall of pure darkness, but I barely felt the impact. All I could focus on was the terrible sight of baby Hope's golden light flickering and dying in Caleb's arms.
"No, no, no," I whispered, pushing myself up from where the blast had knocked me down. "She can't lose hope. Not now."
Around me, the arena filled with screams as pack members scattered from the approaching shadow versions. Shadow-Aiden laughed with my voice but twisted with evil. Shadow-Brock flexed muscles that looked wrong somehow. Shadow-Luna sneered at our Luna with pure hate.
But worst of all was watching Hope's light turn from gold to silver to dark. The baby who was meant to save everyone was giving up because her first attempt to heal had failed.
