*Arealla*
Time passed quickly after I had come back from the city. Things seemed to be falling into place a little better now. I couldn’t say that all of our troubles were behind us, but there was no doubt in my mind that everything was easier than before.
At the very least, I wasn’t trying to run away at every chance I got.
I still ran. But as a wolf.
Marcus had allowed me to join the guard that patrolled our borders. It wasn’t the most becoming thing for a Luna to do, but he agreed that I should familiarise myself with the pack’s territories.
Or at the very least, our borders.
I still had no idea who I was and where I came from, but that didn’t have as much importance to me as it once had. I think that what I had wanted more than anything was just for me to confirm that Lucille really hadn’t been my mother.
And I had gotten that.