Sam POV
Days had passed. It turned into weeks, months, and even years. Who would have known so much time had gone by since I arrived in Crosswinds? Time may have elapsed but nothing had changed with me. I was still that “lone werewolf” people would call me. My work was still the same even when the school I had been working for offered me a teaching position. I wanted the situation I was in - no complications whatsoever. Contented with what I have, school and training the Crosswinds Pack, I have learned to live in solitude on top of a hill. Nathan had tamed a bit on his habit of giving me an earful every single day. He would still grumble and groan and whine, but all was well between us.
However, there was a time, I felt a sudden tug in my heart wanting me to go back to Royal Pack. I coul
