Rowan POV

Rowan was running around the woods with Ginger in his wolf form under the full moon. It felt like a scratch had been itched when he shifted. The full moons were now the only times he shifted because he didn’t want to risk Ylana ever seeing it. Harkin and Ginger still went out for little runs every night, which filled Rowan with anxiety. He’d sit in the kitchen stiff as a board, not relaxing until his dad and sister came back inside.

The September ...