Violet
The pack's conditions looked worse than I remembered.
Marcus had met us at the entrance.
Shadowpine's Beta had apparently been running the pack as best as he could within Damon, and now Elena's wishes.
The supposed Luna had not even been the one to come out and welcome the guests. Regardless, the strain of Marcus's workload showed in every line of his face.
He stared at me like he was seeing a ghost.
I had come with Zephyr, and it felt nice having to ride her proudly without having to hide my true nature. A few wolves from Nal's capital had accompanied me, and Rowan, as much as I would have wanted him to stay behind, had been very keen on seeing the pack I grew up in.
So, he had come along too.
"Violet." His voice cracked slightly before he steadied it. "We—"
"Where are your manners?" Rowan shifted into his human form as the other wolves snarled.
I immediately straightened, turning to him. "Rowan…"
