WINTER

I can’t even remember the last time I was in the Winterwood Pack. It must have been ages ago. Ever since I moved in with Kallias, our visits grew rarer and rarer. He always claimed to be too busy, but deep down, I knew the truth; he simply didn’t want to go back there. Kallias and my parents never got along from the very beginning. Even when my father passed away, we stayed only a single day and night before leaving again. Thinking about it now fills me with a deep, stinging ...