Ari's POV

The following day, I was bringing myself near the pack land with a low hood and light steps. I employed a few illusions that I used to dim my odour and erase my figure. I would appear to anyone observing me like some other tourist driving through the fringes of the land.

That was when I felt it.

A presence.

Strong. Familiar.

I stood frozen behind a big tree with my breath stifled.

"Daria," a voice whispered.

I turned slowly.

Another wolf was a couple of steps away and was already taking on a human shape. His features were seen to be more aged than before, worn with...