EIRA’S POV

My eyes were in flame as I viewed myself in the mirror, wearing the golden wolf pin and the uniform of the Transform.

When Kalixto died, I could not peacefully sleep at night. His father-like figure would be forever marked in my chest. I would never forgive Salisha for what she did. She would never live long.

My eyes went to Colden and Neve Eiro. They were sleeping tightly on the bed, hugging each other. Colden seemed to be so tired for this long day. There were so many problems in the Ice Pack. His Father was calling him all day. The Higher King was training them into...