belonged here. She wondered what Marie might feel. Would she feel relief or pain? Or both? Or maybe she felt nothing. However, Sofia's blood connected her children to this place as well, and coming back seemed to connect the missing pieces. She knew now why she had been so restless before. Why she had been so angry when she saw Gunward and the other shape shifters at her house. His actions had driven her away from her real home in Senja almost two hundred years ago. Away from the place she was born and loved, and that was wrong. He was the one who had done something horrible. He was the one who should've run away. Not her. Her family was here. But back then all the shape shifters had stood by him. They didn't approve of what he had done, but they protected their own, so she didn't have any other option but to leave. Gunward had turned into a monster, and when the others had shielded him they had become monsters, too.
Sofia knew that without Marie she probably wouldn't have come back, and that made her sad.
Daniel pressed her hand. “What's done is done. You can't change the past, sister,” his voice echoed comfortingly in her mind. “You're happy with your family. David is a good guy and your daughters are amazing. One of them is like you, and you don't know what the future has to offer for Marie. So stop dwelling on the past and concentrate on the present.”
“ You're right,” she admitted silently.
Daniel grinned. “Aren't I always?”
Sofia punched his shoulder, offering him a tired smile. He was right, of course, and yet she felt guilty. She shouldn't have left in the first place. She belonged here, and knowing that made her feel guilty. She should've fought for her rights. Fought for justice. But would it have changed anything? Would it have changed anything if she had come back earlier? And did she even want something to have changed? No, she didn't think so. She smiled at David and he smiled back.
She glanced at the water. She had always loved the sea near the mountains. Nothing compared to it. She had been in a lot of different places and seen a lot of water, but this was the essence of life. So pure and bright. Most wolves didn't particularly like water, but she was different. She admired the power in it. The potential it offered. Without water there was no life, and her mom used to say she should have been born as a seal not a wolf. She hadn't told anyone that the water helped her to calm down. And when she was calm she felt she could do anything. She could fill her mind with power and scoop it up when needed. She could feel and hear others from a very great distance and shape their thoughts. She could control them if she wanted. Just a clear image of this water helped her to concentrate, and now, being so near it made her feel invincible.
She stared at the bright sea water and wanted to touch it. She could feel its freezing coldness on her skin and the salty smell that floated to her nose. It was like a drug to her. She wanted to drink it, swim in it, and play with it, but that was too far. She could've rushed into it, but she didn't want to drag any attention to herself, so she held back. She was strong enough to resist its call and wait until the ferry reached the dock. And yet she could easily picture herself crawling across the ferry, trying to reach the water. She might have a chance to make it without falling, but she didn't want to make a fool of herself, so she waited.
Daniel drove the car from the ferry and parked it on the side of a road. He knew that Sofia couldn't stand it a minute longer and decided to have mercy on her. He didn't understand what it was about water that made his sister go so haywire. He could almost see the eagerness that radiated from her. It was like she had never seen water before, and that was crazy. The water was the same everywhere. At least to him. But to Sofia, this water that ran from the cold mountains had a special meaning. A meaning that only she