Oriana’s POV

My parents wanted me to stay. That much was obvious. Yeah, sure, my mama apologized to me, but that didn’t negate the fact that I grew up without much of a support system and underdeveloped emotions. A selfish, spoiled brat only concerned with what affected me.

Things had changed. It wasn’t all about me anymore. Better yet, I didn’t want it to be.

Robin’s hand encased my own as we made our way back to the pack’s land. Unconsciously, I squeezed it, ...