LXI

Rosalie

Cody was just as I remembered it.

It was pitch black outside, and even with the lights from the airport, and street lights dotted about and hard to see past a couple of feet in front of us, I could still tell that not much was different.

Thousands of stars glinted above us. And it was like they were welcoming me home with an open embrace.

I had given up hope a long time ago that I would ever find myself back in my homeland. Much less, so close to my home pack. Blood moon was merely a few hours drive away. It was so close, I could almost taste the ancient forests on the tip of my tongue. It was tantalising to say the least. The thought of just going back. But I knew I couldn’t. Not if I had any hope of ever leaving again.

The temperature was lower than it had been leaving England. Spring was still a distant dream waiting around the corner here. I pulled my thick jacket out of my bag and wrap it around myself in a feeble attempt to warm up.

Standing outside the airport, L