TRIGGER WARNING- grief, mourning and death are discussed in this chapter. Please skip ahead if you would like to avoid these topics at this time.
Lots of love xxx
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King Gabriel’s POV
I grip onto the steering wheel tightly, navigating the road according to Ros’ instructions, which to be honest, have been a little vague in places. It has, after all, been some time since she last visited this place.
The place that was her home.
The place that should have been ours too.
Today, Ros, Grace, Griff and I will visit our hometown… well, what’s left of it anyway. Ros told us that a couple of years after the attack, after the last survivors had scattered, the Werewolf Council sold the land to humans who have since developed it into a quaint little town. It seems the council had no i
