MIRA
The soft rustling of the wind outside the window did nothing to quiet the storm inside me. I stood near the balcony, arms crossed tightly under my chest, my eyes fixed on the dark forest that surrounded Red Moon Pack.
The air was cold, but it wasn’t the chill that made my skin crawl. it was this deep, nagging feeling in my gut. The kind that warned you something wasn’t right, even when everything looked perfect on the outside.
The Luna Ceremony was in two days now. And he had invited Nora and Logan.
At first, I smiled. My heart fluttered with excitement. Luna. Me. The title I had dreamed of since I was a young girl. The title that Nora once wore with pride, now mine.
I imagined the way I would walk down the aisle in front of the pack, dressed in silver and white, with everyone
