Harmony takes work, especially when you don’t fit anywhere. Giang stared at the werewolf pack’s huge Victorian house. Xe shouldn’t be nervous. The pack wasn’t likely to chase a dryad like Giang off, but xe couldn’t help but worry about how xe would be received. Xyr relatives always scolded Giang for influencing others with xyr powers.

But the pack didn’t seem upset about it. Giang really, truly hoped that xe was able to control xemself because, between the beautiful land full of trees and the pack members themselves, xe didn’t want to leave. Ever.