Everything went silent around Dane. He felt weightless and numb, as though for a brief moment he was having some kind of out-of-body experience. It was similar to the sensation of shifting, that miniscule second between losing his human form, and Stig taking control.
His feeling of triumph at working his way back into the pack’s leadership team and having a rank Cara could be proud of, vanished in an instant.
He couldn’t compete with an Alpha for rank, but surely their eight years of history, combined with his new position, was worth more than what Lucas could give her. Cara and Lucas had no history or chemistry. All he had to offer her was the mate-bond and being Luna. What Dane had with her ran deeper than a title. Didn’t it?
It was then Dane noticed her suitcase next to the c
