THE PACK EXPANDS
Spring turned to summer and Silverwood changed.
Not dramatically. Not all at once. The way good things change, gradually, with the specific quality of growth that happens when conditions are finally right and there is no longer anything working against it.
Lena's power woke fully on the summer solstice.
Not on a full moon, not in a crisis. On an ordinary Tuesday evening in the training yard with Della watching and Soren nearby and me standing ten feet away ready for whatever happened. It came with the quality I had felt in the Draeven clearing, that other frequency, the one that harmonised with mine. She shifted once, stood in the summer evening as herself for the first time fully, and pressed her palms to the training yard ground.
The yard responded.
Differently fro
