Joss
Three weeks.
It had been three weeks since Clare had arrived at the Ice Lake Pack.
Three weeks since my perfect life had changed.
And somehow, the house had become almost unrecognisable.
Arielle was still there.
Technically.
But she might as well have been a ghost.
She spent most of her time upstairs in the guest room.
When she wasn’t there, she was outside.
Walking through the woods.
Sitting by the lake.
Spending time with Tori.
Anywhere but here.
Anywhere but with me.
At first, I’d worried.
I’d knocked on her door.
I’d asked if she wanted to talk.
I’d tried to explain that I loved her.
That nothing about my feelings for her had changed.
But every time I tried to get close, she pulled further away.
Eventually, I stopped knocking.
Not because I didn’t care.
Beca
