*Ciana*

Frustration boiled through my veins just thinking about Theo and how unreasonable he was acting, insisting on going back to the castle right now when my pack had such a crisis on our hands.

He, of all people, should have understood the importance of serving one’s people.

My feet carried me to the pack house not far away from my home. Mom and Dad had decided that we wouldn’t live in an enormous building. Instead, we had been living in a smaller home with ...