Danica:
Flashback:
I'm in the treehouse at our old encampment. It's just how I remember it. There's a play area for kids, with toys and desks, draws on the walls. There are sleeping bags, food storage, and some silver blades on the other side. We hold school here, but there's no one around. I'm alone. I hear someone calling my name. Who is that? A voice I haven't heard in a long time. I search for my memories. Will! That voice belongs to Will. I can hear it clearly now.
"Danica," Will called from down below the treehouse. Damn it; he is always following me around. I look from the window and see Will at the bottom of the tree. Will might be an Alpha, but from this height, he looked small. His shirt was clearly missing. Will seemed like he had just been on the run.
"Come on, Danica, low
