Matt’s pov
I was going crazy. I missed Diara more than anything. I missed the dimples that appeared on her cheeks when she smiled, and her golden honey eyes. It had been two weeks since she left, but it felt like two years.
I had woken up that morning feeling like a truck had run over me after my fight with Alpha Kennis. My parents told me I had conceded, but I had fought valiantly against such a powerful opponent. That very day, Diara had left for the Night Moon pack. I was furious and screamed, desperate to have her back.
I couldn’t help but wonder how they were treating her in the Night Moon pack. She was innocent and good, while they were ruthless and dark. I tried to call her cell a few times, but she didn’t answer. I regretted choosing Daphne over her. I had become too ambitious a
