My father did not come to collect me from the airport.Neither did my sister.After seven years away from Black Moon Ridge, I should have expected that. Still, as the taxi pulled away and left me standing alone outside the black iron gates with one suitcase and a heart full of stupid hope, something inside me cracked.It was only a small crack, but it was enough to remind me why I had stopped hoping in the first place.The gates loomed above me, twisted metal shaped into wolves and crescent moons. Beyond them, the pack road curved through thick pine forest towards the house I had once called home.Black Moon Ridge.The place where I was born, the place I had been sent away from, and the place that had never once asked me to come back.I stepped through the open gates.The air smelled of rain, pine, damp earth and wolf. My wolf stirred faintly beneath my skin, weak and restless, as though she had been asleep for too long.I was three weeks from my eighteenth birthday and still had not s
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