Julian's POV
Mira had been trailing me all day, her presence as insistent as a mosquito buzzing in my ear. Every corner I turned, every path I tried to take alone, she was there. I didn't even look back as I walked across the main square of the pack territory, my boots crunching on the gravel path beneath me.
"Julian, wait up," Mira called, her voice cutting through the evening air.
I gritted my teeth, my patience stretched thinner than ever. "You don't need to follow me everywhere," I muttered over my shoulder.
Her footsteps quickened, heels clicking against the ground as she caught up. "I'm just trying to talk to you. You've been avoiding me."
I stopped abruptly, spinning to face her. "What do you want me to say, Mira? That I'm glad you're here? That I'm happy you've sho
