For the past three years, I'd kept an emotional distance from the Howard family.I let everyone in the Silver Moon pack take care of me without a second thought, but I always saw myself as just passing through.I'd come with my guard up, wolfsbane in my pocket, ready to run at any moment.I'd seen how people schemed in the Wilds and how often kindness was only self-interest in disguise.I didn't dare give my heart to anyone. To me, this was just a rare place to catch my breath.Still, little moments came flooding back whether I wanted them to or not.My sister brought honeyed fruit to the sunroom every morning at just the right temperature. Whenever we walked, she offered me her sleeve to hold.Eleanor remembered every one of my dietary restrictions.My seven brothers, ruthless in battle, always walked softly when they came home, afraid they might wake me.They never asked for anything in return. To them, I was just a little sister who needed looking after.And now, those same people w
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