The sun had barely risen over the hills of Silvercrest as Evelyn, Ronan, and Damien returned to familiar ground.
To others, the forest paths leading to the pack’s main gates were just trees and earth—but to Evelyn, they were memories. Each step stirred ghosts of laughter, of pain, of the girl she used to be before rejection, betrayal, and the awakening of power changed her forever.
They had barely stepped past the protective wards when sentries emerged, weapons drawn, eyes wide with disbelief.
“Alpha Evelyn,” one of them breathed. “You’ve returned…”
The last time she'd walked through Silvercrest territory, it was with her heart in shambles and her bond severed. Now, her presence sent ripples through the very energy of the pack. The wolves felt it—the power in her blood, the storm insid
