(Cassie’s POV)
I loved being back in Black Stone; it felt like home that Blood Stone never did. I chuckled to myself. If you had told me a year ago that I would feel at home in a pack, I would have laughed in your face, and then ran away.
I sat in the park in front of the main pack house and marvelled at how quiet everything was. A little too quiet, actually. I looked around, confused. Why were there no lights? I knew it was night time but there was always someone about. Come to think of it, I hadn’t seen anyone since I arrived at…
When did I arrive? Why am I here? I tried to search my memories. I couldn’t remember leaving Blood Stone. I decided to go and find someone and headed for the pack house. I got to the edge of the park and couldn’t go any further. It wasn’t like there was a for
