‘New places always help us look at life differently.’ -Joan Bauer
Ember’s POV
Leaving the coven was very bittersweet. I wanted to be with my coven just as badly as I wanted to be with Killian. It was just a little nerve wracking leaving the only place I had ever lived. I had never even been off of the Timber Coven territory before. I don’t know what to expect with this new place and this pack of wolves. My mind was swimming, wondering what it would be like for me.
Bastet was sitting in my lap as the wagon moved slowly toward the pack territory. I held onto him and pet his fur as he purred in my lap. He was just as nervous as I was at the moment. Not to mention, he slightly feared for his life being a cat in a den of wolves.
I’ve only ever been around a handful of werewolves in my li
