Arlo
I sigh leaning down and I place a gentle kiss on my baby's forehead, wondering what color her wolf eyes are going to be and praying she doesn't carry my burden. I fix her blanket standing upright before sitting next to her crib, staring at the time, defeated. It’s 4:05 am and Ria has just fallen asleep. She was a mess the whole of last night and she cried herself to sleep. She believes she's cursed, that the Gods are rejecting her but that makes no sense. All the signs except for her eyes indicate the ceremony was successful. For instance, she can open her link to the whole pack now. Which is something she couldn't do before.
From the lake, she had to come back and show the pack her new eyes to complete the ceremony, but she couldn’t. She was too distraught, so I spoke to the elder
