The wind howled at the cabin, crashing its eaves with grasping fingers. The fire spat and hissed upon the hearth, casting weak shadows on the wooden walls. It was a hunter's cabin, abandoned of age and overgrown in the upper pines of the Northern Ridge. Now it was Cassie's captivity.
Kael strode like a wolf too long cooped. He'd barely spoken since they'd left the ridge top. He had to ensure that Cassie had enough and was comfortable.
He witnessed how swiftly the pack'd destroyed her.
How easily they'd been willing to replace her.
But even that betrayal had been low-level compared to what she learned now.
Deep down, he felt the need to be with her in her trying moment.
She sat on the ground next to the fire, Kael's duffel bag in her lap. He had gone off to hunt, telling her she need
