Blakely’s POV
With a grateful sigh, I lean my head back against the lounge chair on my balcony where I have been waiting for Jake to join me.
The last few days have been long, and hectic, to say the least.
After traveling back with us, the members of the South pack who traveled North to help in the search to find me, stayed a few more days.
Each day was packed with catching up with my old pack members and explaining to them, and to my new pack, about my rare witch powers.
I had been a little worried that the kidnapping or finding out that I am a witch/werewolf hybrid would make my new pack dislike or fear me, but instead, it is almost like it made them like me more.
In the combined effort to save me against a common enemy, it even drew the North and South Appalachian packs closer tog
