Astennu
She sat sipping her coffee for the longest time, gazing out onto the lakes that now ripped here and there with the odd light breeze blowing down from the mountain. Evie didn’t appear sad, just thoughtful in her silence.
‘I wonder what happened here. She feels something about this place,’ Aasim mused, pacing in a somewhat agitated manner.
I had never heard of anything untoward happening here, so, like my wolf, I wondered what connection she had to this place. From pack records my father kept, I knew Evie had been found as a newborn in the lowland meadows to the north; it was why her last name was Meadows, a name I had always found pretty. That site was miles from here, there wasn’t even a river that flowed between the two. But there was certainly something about this place. In a
