Luna’s POV
They thought I would let go of Liam. That easily? No. That would never happen. I wouldn’t allow it.
My breaths come in ragged gasps as I push forward, my feet pounding against the damp earth. The scent of the rival pack lingers in the air, thick and suffocating, but I don’t stop. I won’t stop. Ava thinks she can have him, just because they are married? A bitter laugh escapes me. Marriage means nothing when a bond like ours exists.
And Jack.
If Jack truly believes his emotional blackmail will work on me, then he is more of a fool than I thought. Fear is a stranger to me. I have nothing left to lose.
I know what awaits me come morning, exile, abandonment, disgrace. My pack has already decided my fate. But before they cast me out, I will leave them with one final act, one last
