Elara's POV
I sat on the fallen branch of an old oak tree, watching a group of young boys training. My wounds had started healing. The way my life turned around within a twinkle of an eye still left me bewildered. Miranda, my godmother must be worried, I have never left without her knowledge, I wondered if she was also aware of my wolf. The idea of visiting her popped into my mind.
Just then I noticed Kael helping one of the boys who were training. Kael looked kind and gentle. I admired his kindness. The few hours I spent with him gave me a sense of longing.
I hadn't realized how much time had passed until I noticed Kael glance in my direction. Our eyes met, and something stirred in my chest.
He walked toward me, his movements steady and sure, like a man who knew where he was heade
