ZAHRA-ROSE
I woke up the next morning still reeling from everything that happened the previous day.
From being taken hostage, to fighting that awful creature inside the hidden temple, to seeing Ashvin there beside me, fighting alongside me like there was nowhere else he would rather be.
And then…
The White Wolf.
The wolf that shone as bright as moonlight itself, glowing like she had been hand-crafted by the Moon Goddess and gifted directly to me.
Even now, I could still feel Eira awake inside me, unlike me, I was exhausted.
Too exhausted to even move a single muscle.
“Zahzah.”
I knew that voice immediately.
There was only one person in this pack that can call me.
Shifting slightly against the soft bed, I dragged my eyes away from the ceiling and toward my sister.
“Aly… aa… nah…
