He had saved me without asking who I was. He had sheltered me without expecting anything in return, and not once had he looked at me with judgment.
If there was anyone I could take a chance on, perhaps it was this man…
“I’m not an ordinary she-wolf. I’m a Luna.”
“A Luna…” he repeated, nodding slowly.
My eyelids fluttered closed, willing myself not to fall apart. “I fled my pack.”
I weighed my words carefully, revealing only the safest version of the truth. I couldn’t bring myself to say that I had been abandoned, betrayed, or cast aside by the very people I had once called family.
“What happened?” he asked gently.
I looked away. “I can’t tell you everything. I just… I was being pursued. I’ve been running ever since.”
He studied me for a heartbeat before giving a small nod. “I under
