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After Aunt Theia called, Aaron drove me straight to the Silver Moon pack. The drive stretched over an hour, each minute pressing heavier against my chest. The silence was thick, unrelenting. He didn’t turn on the radio, and I was grateful—I needed the quiet to untangle my thoughts.
I leaned my head back against the seat, my gaze drifting to the dark landscape blurring past.
The buzz from the beer, the lightness of the date—all of it had vanished. In its place, a weight settled deep in my bones.
They took Selene. The sweetest girl.
What were they doing to her?
And who were they?
I clenched my fists. One thing was certain.
I’d make them suffer.
As we neared the pack’s border, the patrol guards stepped forward, their sharp gazes assessing us. We identified ourselves, and Aaro
