Dylan’s POV
It had been nights since Devin had brought a woman to the pack. The Luna’s movements attracted me, made me follow her. I realized she was heading toward Devin’s room, stalking her. I stopped short of the door to eavesdrop on them engaged in a heated argument. Walking away, I felt Devin had dropped the winning point. The lady in question was helpless, and he was trying to help.
For as much as it seemed, Muna was avoiding Devin even when he went up to meet her, I thought as I flipped through the pages of the book in my hand. I couldn’t tell I was reading, as I didn’t understand whatever was on the page. My mind was a puddle of thoughts, muddied more by the book I read, not understanding a single line out of it.
I dropped my hand with the book from frustrations, rubbing my for
