Clayton hurried back to the pack house from the Alpha and Luna's home. It was well into the night when he left and the darkness was thick without any moonlight or stars, thanks to the heavy cloud cover. He felt the wind pick up, icy and frigid, as a pang of guilt shot through him. He thought of Camden out there in the same freezing wind without so much as a raincoat or an umbrella to protect her from the looming storm. Just then, the rain began to fall. A fine but persistent mist that gently pattered down on the land, dampening all that it came into contact with within moments. As Clayton arrived under the shelter of the pack house porch, the rain began to fall in earnest. Fat, heavy drops began to pummel down as he sought refuge inside.
He headed up the stairs to his room in a daze. So m
