Leia’s POV
The night before my departure did not feel real. Everything around me moved as though life inside the pack had already adjusted to my absence while I was still physically there. Servants carried on with their duties. Warriors rotated through patrols. Meetings continued. Laughter echoed faintly from distant corridors.
And yet, every sound only reminded me that I no longer belonged here. My room looked emptier now. Most of my belongings had already been packed away neatly into the luggage Pete had arranged for me. The sight of those bags near the door made my chest ache every time I looked at them.
I was leaving my mate’s pack and my former pack. The word “leaving” still felt strange. I sat near the window with my knees pulled slightly toward my chest, staring out at the moonli
