I am currently about halfway done writing 'Finale: One Last Chance', but while you're all waiting I decided to put up the beginning of it so you won't be completely deprived (JK
) Here it is, hope ya'll like it
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Finale: One Last Chance
Kaila lay staring up at the stars from the deck of her father’s boat. The night was pitch black, and the wind was restless, tossing her fur about and stirring her soul. She sighed and shifted around. The wind’s wild gusts mirrored her spirit. She was restless, too.
From somewhere among the hills a wolf howled, and the eerie cry ran through Kaila’s bones and made her shiver with memories. She had once been part of a pack, but she had chosen to stay with her family here in Nome until she felt it was time to go back. It had been six months, and the wolf in her mixed blood was reawakening. She could feel it. It was time.
Kaila stood up, and to her satisfaction she found she was wide awake, her senses open to every sight and smell. She tensed her muscles to spring from the deck, but then she stopped to consider something.
Last time she had met up with the Anvil Creek pack, she had been running away. Now it was different. She wasn’t running away; in fact, she was running to something, to her future. She needed to make sure her family understood that.
Kaila turned around and pattered down below deck, where her father, Balto, lay curled up in a corner fast asleep. Kaila nudged him with her nose. He mumbled something and turned over.
She poked him with her paw, and when that didn’t work she grew impatient and hissed, “Dad!”
Balto’s eyes half-opened blearily. “What? What is it, Kaila?”
“Dad, I’m leaving,” she whispered, “And this time it’s for good. I’m not running away. I just know that it’s time the Anvil Creek pack got their best hunter back.” Her tail wagged slightly with pride.
Balto’s tired eyes tried to focus on her. “You’re leaving? But…”
“Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll be fine,” Kaila told him, “Really. Don’t worry…I love you.” She rubbed her cheek against his ear.
“I love you, too, Kaila…” Balto nudged her affectionately, but a few seconds later his breathing was even and deep, and she knew he had fallen back asleep.
She shook her head, and fairly leaped up to the deck and sailed over the railing to hit the ground with a thud that was muffled by the snow. Thinking back, she bounded across the beach and ran to the hills that edged the other side of town.
Kaila slowed to a standstill to decipher where she was, and then she climbed the slope of the nearest hill to come across a pile of broken colored bottles at the top. She stared at them as if half-expecting the Northern Lights to shoot out of the glass of their own accord, but it turned out even the Aurora wasn’t necessary.
A regal white wolf seemed to blow in on the snow-scattered wind to stand before Kaila with a knowing look in her eyes. Kaila nodded to her grandmother, and wondered how the old wolf knew. “Aniu.”
“Kaila.” The old wolf’s golden eyes gleamed. “We’ve been waiting for you.” Aniu turned and melted into the night, and as Kaila followed excitement kicked in her stomach.
Grandmother and granddaughter traveled across the tundra to the same pack cave they had all those months before. The only difference was Kaila was there to stay.
I look forward to reading it! 
