Chapter 58 Like A Fish With A Hook
- "Seraphine." My mother's voice, clear as spring water. I turned to find her standing in our old family home, but something was wrong.
- "Mother?" I moved toward her, my feet barely touching the ground.
- She looked dehydrated, hair disheveled, a little thinner with dark circles around her eyes. When I got closer, I could barely feel the wolf within her. She was weak, too weak.