Springville wasn’t the town I knew a year ago. It was something new now, mostly scarred, but not entirely broken.

After Becca's and Vorare’s end and the dismantling of the Crescent ranks, everything had shifted.

I didn’t realize how much of the town’s air had been soaked in fear until it started to lift. Though some humans did leave, people were stepping outside again, and werewolves were healing from their losses.

It was unfortunate to realize some people died in the fight against ...