The air in the pack garden was heavy with the perfume of roses and damp soil. I hadn't meant to wander there, but I had to free my mind. Besides, I was avoiding Kristen's gaze and Narvia's playful chatter.

Avoiding the restless beat of my own heart, each time images of Kristen standing in the cell flashed in my mind.

I trailed my finger over the dew-slick leaves, tilting my face to the faint moonlight. For a moment, I could only imagine peace, the kind of peace I hadn't known since ...