Caly’s POV (Moon’s Rage)
I tie my robe around my arm and shift, I can see the glow of a bonfire through the trees with the strong scent of woodburning in the air. I don’t need the scent of Mate to find him, I only need to feel the pull of my heart. I see a caravan of trucks has moved from their hiding place and are now parked along the access road. Large military-style tents, the kinds with metal rods to support thick canvas material and no bottom floor, were set up to the side of the mansion. Just enough shelter from the wind, everyone will be sleeping in their wolf forms to keep warm tonight. It’s a crappy night to be camping. I wish I didn’t have a house full of guests here already.
‘Cyril, I want the house staff to start making hot beverages and bring all that leftover party food o
