Kit’s POV

One moment I had pulled a silver knife out of my side, overcome with the worse pain I’d ever felt in my life. Followed by darkness. Then, I awoke in Sera’s arms. Her face mottled with tears. Eyes bloodshot. I didn’t want her to cry over me.

According to Xander, I was dead. I could hear it in the mind link. The chatter. The desperation. The uncertainty.

The pack didn’t know me. They hadn’t seen me in over a decade and now I was just ...