Elizabeth P.O.V
The run seemed to quench a thirst that I didn’t know I had in me. I had wanted to be part of the pack for so long, and to see myself surrounded by my new brothers and sisters filled a large hole that had been in my heart all these years. As we made our way back towards the packhouse, we walked through the centre of the pack village. The houses were lightly illuminated by the electric lamps that dotted the small winding paths weaving between each house. They seemed like small cottages, with dark thatched roofs, and cream panelled walls. The windows reflected in the moonlight, and slowly, our army of wolves disappeared into each house as we passed. By the time we reached the grounds of the packhouse, we were only left with Ash and Samantha’s wolves in tow. We walked i
