Astrid's POV:
I can't believe how nice Rafael is, and seeing other people appreciate and trust me sparked something in me.
I have to admit that I felt terrible about the entire scenario since I felt I was somehow responsible for everything that was happening with them, but his assurance that none of this was my fault soothed my nerves. As we traveled the next day, I noticed a familiar path. Initially dismissing it as a coincidence, I tensed when I recognized our pack boundaries.
I tensed in my seat. Are we planning to go there? I was confused. All the memories of that place that I had tried so hard to forget came flooding back. I'm curious how my brothers are doing; do they miss me? Do they ever even think about me? Maybe they're happy with their own lives without me bothering them, or
