Wren bends over, looking into the small space under the maintenance shed. It surprises her that it is even still there at all, looking just the same as it was before. It is hard to believe that all four of them fit in such a small space.
Looking at it now, it appears much smaller than it felt back then and it's sad to think that this is the place that she spent her last night within Wolfgrove, not in her own bed, not curled up in comfort with the boys when they would come over for a sleepover. That night she closed her eyes and had nightmares about amber eyes. She didn’t know that it would be her last, she didn’t know that her nightmares had only just begun.
Back then they only had each other for warmth and comfort, each one taking guard duty at various times. Steele didn't let them em
