Perrin“Right on time!”“As duty calls.”Lo strode across the packhouse lobby in jeans and a light jacket. She had an effortless way of looking chic and casual at the same time. I wondered vaguely if she’d eventually rub off on Kira, who preferred tight, black, and ripped everything.  It drives Ethan--who’s usually preppy despite his motorcycle--quite crazy. Sometimes it’s amazing to think that they’re twins.“Ready to roll?”“We aren’t taking the motorcycle again, are we?”“Nah, I actually thought we’d walk.”“Walk?”

PerrinI hadn’t actually ever been nervous for patrol before. Well, not at least since the first time I ever did it. I ran my first patrol with my dad and Beta Mark. We had shifted just before sundown, ran for hours in wolf-form, and it was amazing. I had never looked back. Patrol was a pack obligation that I really enjoyed fulfilling. It felt like the most natural part of being in the pack, really. At least until the Sacred Call. Except for tonight, I wasn’t looking forward to it at all. Not that I didn’t mind a challenge. But something was just so… unsettling, about Justin. I made my way back down after I had changed to the packhouse steps. Gamma Janas was already checking the patrol in and giving orders.“Ah yes, Alpha Dauphin, you’ll be wit

Perrin I had grabbed clothes from the floor of my bedroom, dashing down the hall. I jammed my fingers into the elevator as Kira rushed up behind me, shouting over my shoulder. “How long has he been awake?” “Mom just got the call. Minutes, maybe? She headed over when I came up to tell you.” I jammed the elevator button again. It was too damn slow. I headed for the stairs, Kira on my heels. Jaz slammed my bedroom door behind her, dressed in one of my hoodies and a pair of my old gym shorts. The three of us pounded down the stairs, my heart pounding even harder. ** The car ride to the infirmary had been a blur. My father had already driven over with Beta Mark and Mistra, having sent Charlie back to

LeilaThe hallways felt sterile; the fluorescent lights were harsh on my eyes. I followed Lorrie down a hallway up to a door of a private room.“He’s in here.”I pushed open the door gently, not sure if he really was awake.A healer was checking charts on one side of the bed. “I’ll be gone in just a moment. He’s in the process of waking. You have excellent timing.” Her smile was warm, large purple scrubs supporting pens, gloves stuffed in pockets, and other typical materials of a healer on rotation. I glanced at her nametag. Naineeve.“Thank you.” I said. Waiting patiently for her to leave, I sat myself down in the chair beside Ethan--the

Leila“I’m not blind, Lo.”“But you--”“I’m really sensitive to light. I can open my eyes when it’s dark, but everything now just looks like foggy shapes.”The knot in my chest untightened slightly. I wasn’t sure what to say. My visit to see Ethan and reconnecting after all these years had been amazing up until a few moments ago. But I wasn’t sure I could believe him.“Would it help if I turned the lights off?”“No. I’m supposed to keep my eyes closed for another week. I’m thinking about getting some sick sunglasses, actually…”“I’m serio