POV: Markus
The journey back to Bluestone Pack felt longer than usual.
Normally, Markus enjoyed traveling alone. The quiet gave him time to think about pack matters and future plans.
Today, however, his thoughts were a mess.
The entire ride home, he could not stop thinking about the festival.
About the woman he had seen.
About the children.
About Felicia.
The name alone was enough to make his chest tighten.
Five years.
Five long years.
And somehow she still occupied a place in his heart that no one else had ever managed to fill.
As the gates of Bluestone Pack came into view, Markus felt a strange heaviness settle over him.
Home.
The word no longer felt right.
Not anymore.
Not since she left.
His warriors greeted him as he entered the pack.
Several pack members bowed respe
