The night blurred into Kal’s quick inspection of the pack grounds, although at the back of my mind, he’s just scanning for suspicious faces. Or for the Alpha of the Blackwind Pack himself.

            “Kallias,” I called out to him softly.

            No response. He just kept striding away, not paying attention to me like I’m some contagious plague.

           The weather here is moodier than in the Nightblood Pack. Whether it's because of Kallias being here or my father's annoying ass that causes the magic to dislike him, I don't know.

            “KALLIAS!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, tears streaked my pale face. I choked down a sob as Kal...