Lucinda's (POV)
It took a whole day to walk back to our pack house with my dad unable to shift as the spell the witches had put on him hadn't worn off yet, I would have to get him an antidote to wolfsbane as that was likely the cause.
It was midnight when we approached the doors to the house and It was quiet outside but the house was all lit up like a beacon beckoning us in. Dad was walking unaided now and for that I was grateful. I opened the main door and hit a hard wall of muscle, smelling the familiar scent of spice and oranges my mates strong arms gripped me tight holding me there against his chest " your alive" I breathed mumbling into his shirt as his grip tightened. "As are you my love" he spoke softly the relief evident in his voice , he pulled back a little just enough to look
