Chapter 53: Daughter of the Moon

I find myself in a snowy forest. I see a familiar sight, the white tips of the towering mountains just beyond the forest.

This is home.

The forest that surrounded my pack. I knew if I walked a couple miles north I'd come upon our pack town, but I don't know if it'll be as it was before that night.

I can feel the cold upon my skin and wind on my face, but I know this isn't real.

A dream but I am aware.

I look around and all I see is snow and leafless trees as far as the eye can see.

Then I blink and she appears.

Fifteen feet from me is a pale woman with long white hair and covered in white garments.

She has a glow about her, eerie but welcoming, familiar all at the same time.

Like I've seen her before.

That glow. She is majestic.

She smiles.

And I blink.

Then she's right in front of me.

She's so tall, so tall that I'm barely reaching her waist, and I'm five-foot-eight.

She looks down on me with her warm smile, and she moves her hand through my hair.

Her eyes—her iris are silver and her