Ciara’s POV
I walk along the lake’s water edge in my bear form during the early morning daybreak, the day after I woke up at Maximo’s home. The sun peaking behind the tops of the surrounding forest trees and the cool summer mist on the lake still hangs just above the still waters. The mystic fairytale beauty of my surroundings matches my melancholy mind. My dark autumn fur contrasts to the greenery surrounding the soft, clear, reflexive colors of the lake’s crystal waters.
‘Ember, Can I ask you something?’ I reach out to my wolf. She padded forward from the depths of my mind; with a single nod of her head, I know she is urging me to continue.
‘Are the others, okay?’ I watch the sun continue its assent from behind the trees, waiting for her response.
‘CJ, remember we feel what you feel
