DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW
The stars outside glimmered faintly through the tall windows of the guesthouse I now called home. The Silver Blade Pack had become a safe haven, a place to heal, or at least pretend to. The people treated me kindly, especially Alpha Mathew and his daughter Emily. They made me feel welcome, respected, a feeling I had never truly known back in Shadow Blade.
But despite the warmth, despite the new bed, the friendly faces, and the fresh clothes, something in me remained cold.
Empty.
Rita's name still echoed in the back of my mind, like a ghost I couldn’t exorcise. My wolf missed her. My soul missed her. And foolishly, despite everything, I held on to the delusion that she might one day come back to me.
Every time I closed my eyes, I could still hear her say, "Apolog
