34

Alana POV

I stood in the dimly lit living room of my parent old house later that night, the memories of my childhood flooding into my mind like a tidal wave. Everything was still the way I had left it that day, though a little dusty and covered in cobwebs but nothing has been moved from its original position.

Kai had insisted I stay back at one of the guest room in the pack house for the night but I had declined. It’s no doubt he seem concerned for my well-being, but I’d rather be in my old place than anywhere else. I had to be here, in this place that held so many things for me, both good and bad.

This was home._my home with everything in it. The fireplace look death with burned out logs and ashes, just like my own memories. Everything feels odd and nostalgic at the same time.

As I moved through the old and shattered remains of my home and past life, tears swelled up in my eyes. It was truly hard to believe that I was back here. The same place I had spent most of my childhood yea