NELISSA’S POV
For the whole of the ride back to Eckgan in the carriage, I remain in silence, my chin on my palm as I stare at the passing road in a daze.
Tonight was... I have no words for it. Overwhelming? It was a rollercoaster of emotions mostly dominated by anxiety and fear of the unknown. Alana had been the catalyst.
Atticus is asleep in my arms and it's just us both in the carriage as Gareth decided to use my horse to leave us enough space in here. I know it's because he wants to be alone, I believe. I can't tell if he's upset with me. He's not so good at showing it, unlike Sigfridt who has done nothing but scold me about fuckin things up tonight.
Finally, we arrive at Eckgan. Lifting Atticus in my arms, I slip out of the carriage and begin walking in the direction of the Pack ho
