AMARA’S POV

My life was getting increasingly twisted.

How the hell was Caelan and Maryann able to see something that I could not? Am I that blind? Perhaps I have been too focused on reclaiming what is mine that I was unable to see what was right in front of me.

After his confession, I found myself utterly speechless. What could I possibly say to that? I wish I had thought of something instead of letting him escort me back to the pack house in awkward silence.

For some reason, now I feel ...