It had been days and he was feeling like a villain; he felt like he’d just abandoned her. She was all alone in a pack she’d never known before, surrounded by wolves she didn’t know; he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mom, can I talk to you and Dad?” Edan asked that evening when they all sat down to family dinner; something his mother insisted on doing at least once a week, away from the rest of the pack.
His parents shared a knowing look while his younger sister, Nora, stared at him with a raised eyebrow. She’d always been perceptive and she’d noticed that he had been different since he returned with the Blood Lake members; she’d cornered him a few times to ask, but he didn’t want to talk about it.
He had been too wrapped up in guilt and worry about his best friend and unwilling to share th
