Calla’s POV

Luna decided we needed a break before we all went mad from stress and legal worries. "Just one night," she insisted. "One night to remember we’re pack, not just soldiers preparing for war.”

So, there I was, standing next to a bonfire behind our cabin, surrounded by members of the Iron Fang club, who were starting to feel more like family than the intimidating strangers I had first met.

Jake was sharing funny stories about our pack's mishaps. There was the time Torch had ...