Even though Leena seemed excited about the birthday party for her that evening, Lacee could tell that her sister was still upset with her for forgetting her birthday. It was Leena’s eighteenth birthday, a day they had been looking forward to for months. The two of them had been counting down the days until Leena turned eighteen, and yet, Lacee forgot the damn day.Of course, all that count downing took place before any of the werewolves walked into their lives, before fangs or bonds. It was before life as they knew it was forever changed, before being exhausted from training hours a day, before being overwhelmed by the suffocating fear of what would happen to her sister or her now that Wolves were in their lives, and in their bones. So, in her defense, Lacee hardly ever even knew what day of the week it was anymore, let alone the date. She missed her sister’s birthday and would now beat herself up about more than Leena would ever know.“I need to go b