Indi’s P.O.V.
I was sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring directly into the flickering flames of the bonfire. The warmth of the fire was a welcoming relief from the cold winter air. I could hear the sounds of the forest all around me, from the rustling of the leaves to the occasional hoot of an owl. And in the distant, of course the howling of wolves from the ones who were celebrating the evening in their wolf form. We were sitting around a bonfire in the heart of the Grey pack, surrounded by members of the werewolf pack that I had longed to call my new home. Alpha Archer’s former words still echoed in my head, that maybe… if I would fight among them and I would prove myself and my loyalty to them, there could be a place for me inside this pack in the future. But truth be told, thes
