I thought I would never walk those streets again; I thought I was done with Killingly.
What a fitting name, I almost laughed, but it seemed that the joke was on me.
It felt weird and painful to walk beside Caleb, hands in my pockets, afraid that he would reach out and try to intertwine his fingers with mine. Afraid that I’ll let him. Every step took me to a spot that brought memories and feelings that I had tucked in the back of my mind, locked behind a hundred doors.
I tried to focus on picking up the scent of the white wolf. It was hard enough that I was in my human form, but on top of all, there were so many things playing on my senses that it quickly became overwhelming. I stopped, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I couldn’t see him, but I k
