NATALIA
The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the dusty window of the shop, but I barely noticed it. My eyes were fixed on the sky, past the buildings, and past the haze of pollution.
I just keep on staring at the pale moon hanging in the daylight. It was calling to me as usual. My wolf stirred uneasily, pacing along the edges of my mind.
I didn’t know how, but I actually made it to the day of the full moon.
There was no pride in that. It was just a full-blown disbelief. I hadn’t thought I’d survive this long. I figured Kyline or Tristan or someone from the pack would find me first, or that I’d die for literally any other reason.
But here I was, staring up at the sky like I was waiting for it to open up and swallow me whole.
I shifted my gaze away and tried not to think about
