Quinn

Finally, we were home. I couldn't believe it. I knew that we weren't going to die in the land of the vampires but it felt like we were never going to get home. It was good to be back home. I breathed in the familiar scent of the air, loving how the wolf in me ticked with joy.

There was an unrivaled way about how good it always felt to be back at home, on our turf, in our territory. It smelled like earth, fur, sweats and bones, just the way I had smelled it as child, ...