Ivy’s pov.The view outside the window was almost dreamlike.

From where I stood, I could see the pack, wolves shifting back into humans as they carried food, children running barefoot across the dirt road.

They all looked happy. Peaceful even. Like they truly belonged here.

A small ache tugged at my chest. Maybe that was what I wanted too. To just belong somewhere.

Ezra’s voice broke through my thoughts. “You ready?”

I turned, nodding faintly. “Yes.”

He smiled, reaching for my hand ...