Chapter 58

The weeks of spring passed and the weather grew warmer, but despite the return to regular pack life Netya found herself growing restless. After her first hunt she longed to take on a more significant role among the group, but instead she only returned to the same old routines as before.

By now she spoke the language of the Moon People so well that there was little left for her to learn, and all of the initial mistakes she had made in her acclimation to the pack had been smoothed out. The task of fitting in and learning the ways of her new tribe seemed all but accomplished, and it left behind a frustrating void that she did not know how to fill.

Every time Fern joined the others on a hunt Netya watched them leave with a painful tugging in her chest, wishing she was once again riding on the back of a wolf, ready to test herself against the wilds.

Passing the time with Erech helped occupy her a little, but it was more to his benefit than hers. His leg showed some impr