Back in my suite, I stood under the shower's hot spray, letting it wash away the sweat from training and the fear that had settled into my bones. I'd never felt so trapped, between a past I couldn't remember and a future I wasn't sure I wanted.
As I dressed in fresh clothes, I caught sight of the history book Fin had brought me earlier. My fingers traced the embossed title: "The Legacy of the Shadowmoon Pack." My pack. My legacy.
I was halfway through the first chapter when a knock at my door interrupted my reading.
"Dinner's ready," Kane's voice called softly from the other side.
I hesitated, torn between hunger and the desire to avoid another awkward interaction with the brothers. But my stomach made the decision for me, growling loudly at the mention of food.
"Coming," I called bac
