Five days later…
Jenna stood by the arched window of her chamber, sunlight spilling in like golden honey across the marble floor. She wasn’t used to peace—at least not the kind that sat so silently in her chest it felt foreign. Her fingers tightened slightly around the velvet curtains as she stared out at the grand courtyard. The day had come.
She was returning to the werewolf institution.
A place she never dreamt of attending. But now? She was going as Alpha Kaelion’s guest—no, his chosen. And everyone would see.
Her heart beat faster at the thought.
She walked to the mirror in her room, fingers tightening around the lapel of her dress. It was official, she was returning to the Werewolf Institution. Not as the abandoned girl from Crescent Moon Pack. But as the woman bound to Alpha Ka
