REINASpring came slowly that year, but it came.I knelt in the garden at dawn, the way I had almost every morning for the past year, my hands sinking into soil that had seen me through everything, grief, fear, uncertainty, and finally, this. Everything I'd planted in the coldest, hardest months was pushing up through the earth now, stubborn and alive, refusing to stay buried.Not unlike me, I thought, smiling to myself.The house behind me had changed too, over the months. Warmer somehow.Sofia visited every few weeks from university, always trailing chaos and laughter behind her, already talking about summer break like it couldn't come fast enough.My father had settled into a small cottage on the pack's outer territory, close enough to be present, far enough to give us both room to heal slowly, properly, without rushing what couldn't be rushed.Kira sent letters from Elias's territory, brief and characteristically blunt, though I could read the happiness between her carefully chose
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