Luan
The second headache for the day had my head splitting in all directions. A missing part of me left behind an emptiness different from when I thought I’d lost everything—Kyhan, my brothers, my pack. Leila, being the unresponsive wolf that she was when I needed her, felt like she had left. I pushed my body up, sitting on the bed and clutching at my chest. I felt alone, unwanted, and lost.
A hand touched my arm. The warmth and fuzzy tingling jerked my body away from him.
I breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s you.”
The mattress dipped as he moved to my side. “Were you expecting someone else?”
“No, it’s nothing like that,” I said, shaking my head. “So this is what it feels like to be a rogue.”
“How’s it different?”
He took my hand in his and intertwined our fingers together. “I can’t
