Amara’s POV.
I sat on the top of the tree, my legs leisurely dangling over the edge. I had been doing it for the past five years. I often spend my time up here, mesmerized by the breathtaking views of the Diamond Heart Pack.
Perched high above, I had a bird’s eye view of everything that happened within the pack. I could see the open field where important meetings took place, the cozy dens where the young wolves rested, and the training ground where the warriors honed their skills.
It was peaceful up here, away from the hustle and bustle of the pack. I liked to come up here to clear my head and think. I had a lot on my mind lately, especially with the memories I didn't know when they were going to come back or if they were going to be erased forever.
I had no recollection of my past lif
