~Timber’s POV~
I materialized in the pack house with a huge smile plastered on my face that I was back home with my family and pack. I was gone almost a week, but it felt like years and just wanted to wrap myself in their arms. Feeling their warmth on my skin. Inhaling their scents into myself.
I really thought I would see Johnathon here but he wasn’t anywhere near the house. He must be off with Andrew taking care of pack business around the territory.
Since the dream and visits from Shamira in both mine and the boy's dreams and thoughts, I should have known he wouldn’t actually be here. Instead he’d be preparing his men and the pack for the war she was threatening to bring with her. It was eerie quiet when I arrived and my wolf senses were on high alert as I called out to Magda.
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