~Threads I Must Tug~

CALISTA

I returned to the Northern Pack with my mind going in circles. No matter how I tried to focus on the walk back, my thoughts kept returning to Eira—her stare, her hesitation, her attempts to act like she wasn’t unsettled.

I replayed the moment Arden introduced us. The way Eira blinked twice too slowly. The way her wolf pushed forward.

Wolves were terrible at hiding instincts, and hers had reacted to me even though she hadn’t recognized me.

I kept my ...