The wind blew through my wolf’s hair as the moon called to us.

I’d spent the next three hours eating with the pack and watching Jacob bond with Joey. It felt strange to see his attention turned toward her.

Maybe it was the freedom of having most of the town safe, or maybe he was tired and deserved to live a life where he was happy. Either way, it would take time to get used to it.

Mason and I weaved through trees, the canopy of leaves above us masking the moonlight in ...