Chapter 68 – The Rift Between Us

Elara

My wolf, Snow, moves uneasily.

"She’s pulling away."

I knew. I felt it.

We reached the Blackmoon Pack’s in no time, and my senses immediately sharpened. The scent of home filled my lungs—pine, earth, and the familiar warmth of our people. But there was something else, Worry.

And then ...