Chapter 4

When the plane landed at the Crescent Moon Pack's private airstrip, the first person I saw was my mother. It had been almost ten years since I last saw her. As a Luna, she still looked radiant and strong. I forced a smile and hid my injured right hand behind my back. Before I could even speak, my mother pulled me into a tight embrace. "You've lost weight," she whispered, her eyes red. She could smell the sorrow and pain clinging to me. Her hands kept brushing at my clothes, as if trying to...