R A V E N N A
My brain was running a million miles per second, thinking of how fast things had escalated since my arrival back to this godforsaken pack.
The plan was simple, come back, take care of my sick mom until she's hale and hearty, and go back to living my normal life away from the wolves and any chaos that comes with being a werewolf.
Yet, here I was, back at the pack, sitting in Zane's car.
My mind was a jumbled mess, and my emotions were haywire. I felt anger, frustration, sadness, and a whole lot of other things.
I didn't want to be here.
Things weren't supposed to go this way.
I looked out the window, as I saw the pack house coming into view, and a strange feeling rose within me.
It was fear.
I was afraid.
I wasn't afraid for myself, but for my son. Everything seemed
