~Heidi's Point Of View~
The terrace of the Alpha's estate is cold, the stone leaching the warmth from Heidi's palms as she stares out over the Duskwind valley. It has been three months and two weeks. For one hundred and five days, the silence in the master suite has been louder than any howl.
Heidi's reign remains undisputed, but it feels hollow. The estate is a shell of its former self. Daphne had sought refuge in Andre's arms, staying at his quarters more often than her own, unable to handle the mourning air of the main house.
Ines, driven by a desperate narcissist's grief, had packed her things two months ago, vowing never to return until she found her son.
The war with the Forgotten was won, but at a cost that Heidi pays every second she draws breath. She had led the final charge herself, neutralizing the last of Junie's cells, but Darien… Darien had never returned since he left.
