Lana’s POV
I woke up with sunlight slicing through the curtains, a golden reminder that my time in Star-Moon Pack was almost over. The company’s little “celebration party” was scheduled for tonight – something about closing another successful joint deal – and by morning, I’d be gone.
I needed to be.
This pack wasn’t just beautiful; it was dangerous. Beautiful things often were. Especially when Damon, the dreaded Alpha himself kept finding excuses to look at me like I was the only trouble he’d ever want to touch.
I sat on the edge of the bed, brushing out my hair, silently rehearsing tomorrow’s exit plan. My suitcase already stood half-packed by the wall. One more night, I told myself. Just one more night, and I’d be out of this web of stares, rumors, and temptation.
That was when my p
