NATALIA
The pack is in high spirits, waiting for the full moon as usual. I stared at the moon, estimating that it would only be around two hours before the peak. My wolf was restless, though I had just shifted back from a run. I should be feeling giddy like everyone else, but something doesn’t feel right, and I can’t even pinpoint what.
My eyes roamed the place and quickly found Tristan talking to some of the pack members. I wanted to tell him, but I didn’t want to alarm the pack out of something that was simply based on my hunch with no evidence at all.
“You’re just overreacting,” I murmured to myself and shook my head. Aside from our problems with our marriage, I’ve already given him so many problems. I think that’s enough proof that I should never go to another social event, no mat
