Ember Frost’s POV

After everything finally settled, my days drifted back into something that resembled peace. Strangely enough, the calm made me restless. With no schemes to unravel, no danger threatening the pack, and no constant planning to occupy my mind, I felt strangely out of place—like someone who had grown too used to standing on tiptoe.

“Listen,” Eira said suddenly, narrowing her eyes at me, “if you say something like that again, don’t even think about showing up here ...