Zara's POV
Dinner with my family brought me back to some normalcy, but I couldn't ignore the empty chair where Mom used to sit.
I wondered if she was looking down on me, watching me discover who I was. Was she proud of my resistance to Marcus? Or disappointed that I wanted to reject him?
After dinner, Ryan and Dad settled down on the couch to watch sports, like they used to, before all this chaos started. Dad didn't see it, but I did. I saw how much Ryan had changed.
Even with the smile on his face, the light had left his eyes. While I could never understand the feeling of losing a loved one, I hoped he had found happiness in his life.
Dad gestured for me to follow him. Standing in the backyard, I looked out to where my bedroom window had been. I could still see mysterious wolf's eyes staring into my window, his crimson blood staining the grass. I wondered if there would be droplets of blood left on the grass if I looked closely.
