Chapter 1

    The wolf’s ear twitched in her direction, and the animal’s head turned slightly to peer at the bushes behind which she was hiding. She knew he couldn’t see her, though; she was good at making herself invisible in the woods. She knew every albero in those woods da cuore and had spent enough time around them to know where she should stand so that nothing and no one saw her.
    This was practically secondo nature to her.
    In all her twenty three years of life, Galilea had never been più comfortable anywhere else. Rather...