Chapter 49

Maren

The house hadn’t felt like home for hours. Not since the word siren had ripped through the air and cracked everything I thought I knew about myself.

Now I sat at the kitchen table, arms folded tight across my chest, staring at the wood grain as if it could explain what I was.

Half wolf. Half siren. All screwed up.

Kaelen stood behind me, a steady shadow against the wall. I could feel his eye