Epilogue

Four Days Later...

Serena wandered the house, her mind unsettled. She couldn't work out why. The burden of revenge was fulfilled. Willem had been put to rest and she now had found her purpose in life. Yet something was still clawing at her. She didn't know what it was until she ventured into Willem's room. There she saw the gold buttons sitting on his bedside table. He'd never had a chance to take them back to Grata.

Knowing she couldn't leave it, she scooped them up. The run to Grata's house was easy for a Wolfblood, barely lasting all of two minutes. Once she slowed down and took the house in, she realised something was wrong. She'd been there countless times since Willem had taken her in, and in all that time she'd never seen the living room window shut. Grata always opened it as soon as she woke up and spent the day sat in her rocking chair listening to the birdsong.

Serena knocked on the door, already anticipating silence in response. Sure enough, no one answered. Rolling her eyes, Serena reached down and pulled up the Welcome mat. She grabbed the house key there and turned it in the lock. As soon as she was in, she saw what had happened. Grata sat in her chair, which stayed motionless for the first time since Serena had known her. Her eyes were closed, a gentle smile on her face as though she were asleep. Serena knew otherwise, though. It didn't take a genius to see what had happened. Grata had awoken and ventured downstairs. There, she'd sat in her chair and watched the sunrise. She hadn't bothered to open the window, knowing she wouldn't need to. She'd known it was time. She'd been chasing the century and that was unheard of for a Wolfblood. Tearfully, Serena closed her fist around the metal of the buttons. They were hers now, and she would always keep them with her. She'd never let them go, just like she would always hold onto the memories of Willem, Grata and even those of her pack who fell four years ago. For in those memories, they would all live on.

Author's Note: Okay, so I'm sorry this update came so much later than I wanted it to. I was planning to update a while ago and got sidetracked due to life complications. Yeah, that's been happening a lot over the last couple of years. If I'm being honest, it's not looking to let up for a while yet. But it is what it is and I've just got to work around it. This is the final chapter and epilogue of Fangs of the Forgotten. As I mentioned before, I have the sequel coming soon. It's called Howls of the Damned and I've nearly finished it. In the meantime, I've got a comedy oneshot in the interim to tide things over. Please feel free to leave a review. Any feedback is welcome, especially since this type of story isn't one I've attempted before this so I'm curious to know how you liked it.