When I left the Beauchamp estate, I never thought that I would return to it someday, and that too as the future Luna of the very pack that loathed me. Just as amazed to see me in Somersetshire, the disappointed werewolves of the pack growled and hissed upon seeing me make my way towards the main hall with Tobias.
Growing a little uneasy from becoming the object of the onlooker’s disdain, I unintentionally grabbed Tobias’s hand. Recognising the fear invoked by the hateful surroundings, he turned his head to my side, offering me a reassuring smile that promised me that he wouldn’t let anybody harm either my children or me.
Confident that the younger Knight would definitely honour his words, I didn’t allow either the malevolent gazes or the unwelcome faces to deter me from moving forward.
