Chapter 153

SILVER CHAINS

Kara’s POV

The air smelled different here. Clean, cold, touched by the faint smell of pine and the faintest hint of smoke from some distant fire. I’d been in enough packs to know when I didn’t belong — the way eyes followed me, the way murmurs hushed when I passed. But this… this was different. They weren’t watching me like an intruder. They were watching me like they didn’t understand why I was at his side.

Elijah walked ahead, shoulders straight, ...