Maya knew the moment Derek's pleasant mood shifted, she knew by the tightening of his grip on her hand which felt so small in his, the moment his anger started rising up like a lava moving up a mountain to invoke a volcanic eruption.

She knew that he had recognized the girl standing some meters in front of him. She also knew that the recognition didn't stem from the memories of their childhood, when their packs had been together and was peaceful. The memories of a lot of plays and ...