Family.
Elias realized then that June Hervas hadn't vanished. She hadn't been lost to a landslide. She had left the pack behind because she couldn't carry the weight of what she’d found anymore. june hervas pack
He folded back the flap. The smell hit him immediately—a complex scent of dried lavender, old ink, and the metallic tang of a railway station. Family
She dropped to her knees. Then to her hands. The change was not painful. It was like taking off a suit she’d worn for thirty-two years. Her spine lengthened, curved, found its true shape. Her nails darkened into claws. Her teeth—her teeth grew . june hervas pack