Amara’s POV.
Exiting the pack mansion alongside Damien, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. He turned to me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
As we stepped out into the open, I could see the pack members gathered outside, waiting for us. I could sense their bewilderment and shock upon seeing me alive, as they tried to comprehend my sudden reappearance. It was to be expected, considering that I had vanished without a trace five years ago.
It had been five long years since I disappeared, and they had believed I was dead. I couldn’t blame them; it was a miracle that I had survived the fall off the cliff. But now, I was back.
The pack members stood in silence, their eyes fixed on us. Damien took a step forward, his hand on my back, and turned to face the crowd.
“Ladies and
