The moment Alexa entered the dining hall, all eyes turned toward her. The whole pack house was deadly silent, but she could still hear their murmurs and feel their accusing glares.

It had been like this for two days now. After she woke up, she found herself in their small healing center, nursing a headache.

Harper had been hovering above her, feeding her herbal soup and fixing her twisted ankle.

At first, everything was fine. People talked and greeted her, but when the ...