Ten Years Later.
Ten years have passed since I promised my husband, Astor, that I’d never run away again.
I stood on the balcony of the Pack House, the same place where I used to feel so lonely. The morning sun was warm on my skin. I'm older now, but I feel stronger than I ever did when I was twenty and my heart is finally at peace.
Below me, the pack was waking up. It's much bigger now. Since we announced that together with the Crescent pack were untited, people soght refuge from us because we were one of the biggest and strongest packs to ever exist.
I heard the sound of heavy breathing from the training grounds. I didn't need my White Wolf senses to know who it was. I walked down the stairs, through the kitchen where the smell of fresh bread and coffee always reminded me of home an
