*Tiessa*

“I don’t believe you,” I said, staring up at the wolf that I had never met before today.

The words were out of my mouth before I could even think of them. But I stood by what I said. This woman was not my mother, she could not be my mother. My mother was dead.

She died of a sickness that no one was able to name. There were wolves that saw her sicken and die. Wolves that I lived with, and wolves that told me her ...