Heather

After Alex's uplifting visit from his school friends, a heavy silence descended on the room again.

I sat holding his limp hand, my fingers drifted to the pendant hanging around my neck - the sealed gem that kept my wolf sealed.

Lately I'd felt the her stirrings growing stronger, reacting to the distress of my cub being harmed. The wolf wanted to burst free and protect him, consequences be damned.

But unleashing that side again after all these years carried immense risk. I'd run away from the pack and being rejected and accused it was the best I can do so I promise to start over. And leave that...