Flora’s POV
Moonlight filtered through the branches as I slipped silently along the edge of the clearing. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst through my chest. Every step felt heavy, burdened by the memory of Elijah’s gentle touch and the ache of his betrayal. I had given him my trust and my heart and he had discarded both for another.
I pressed my back against a tree and closed my eyes, willing myself to remember only the pain. The night was still, but I heard the distant murmur of torches, the soft footfalls of pack members on the far path. It was all too easy for me to leave this place and everything I once believed in.
I drew in a shaky breath and forced my gaze forward. There, seated on a fallen log, was Sebastian. His cloak blended with the darkness, and only the fa
