***MICHAEL POV***
Running had become my new sense of relief.
In the first two months of knowing Mira, I went from being a broken shell of the man I once was to the leader of an entire werewolf pack. Granted, I was a wolf now as well, which again was the thanks of my Astor.
The night of her Luna ceremony, I reveled in the attention much more than I did when I was getting named Alpha. It wasn't necessarily because that it wasn't me that was being loved on. Quite the contrary.
It was because she was now my equal in all ways.
I hoped that there would never be a day in which I dreaded her advice and her guidance, because so much of what I had, at least in my mind, was because of her being in it.
The morning after her ceremony, I snuck out of our room and went fo
