OUR RETURN JOURNEY was much more subdued than our previous adventure, and I wasn’t terribly surprised to find only two warm bodies waiting by our car when we got back to base camp. My father, Ethan explained, had been unable to stick out even one full night as leader of his pack of three and had headed home on lupine paws around dawn. Glancing at me for permission, David turned on his heel still clad in fur and followed the werewolf who used to be his alpha down the long road back to Haven.
“No luck finding them?” Ethan asked as Fen and I slipped back into the clothes we’d left behind in the trunk of the car. I suspected my brother also wanted to ask why my companion was so grim, her usual welcoming banter replaced with a simple clasp of Ethan’s hand before she pulled Ember up into her ar
