Alex
It had been impossible getting Sam off my mind. All I ever saw when I slept was her face. She would move away from me whenever I tried to hold her, and just when I was about to grab her again, she would fade, and I will wake up alone. Damien and I had remained damaged since we parted with our mate.
I eventually decided to send for a shaman. My wolf and I needed to be whole again, but for some reason unknown, we were broken. The Yellow moon pack had withstood attacks for two years now. We were no longer as strong as we used to be. A quarter of our pack had died. Families had been wiped out in the process due to the attacks. Yet Raphael remained at large.
My mother and I had somehow found common grounds. She also regretted working against Sam. Things between her and Hilda did
