Mira’s POV
When we arrived in Austin, I felt the difference immediately.
The air.
The movement.
The people.
Everything here seemed looser, less controlled.
Back at the pack, every action had rules attached to it. You moved carefully, spoke carefully, existed carefully.
Here, everything felt… uncoordinated.
Unpredictable.
And unpredictability could be dangerous.
I sat in the passenger seat as Reis drove, the hum of the engine filling the silence..
But it did nothing to quiet the noise in my head.
The memory of that moment earlier…the almost kiss.. still lingered like heat beneath my skin.
How did we let that almost happen?
I shifted slightly in my seat, folding my arms as I looked out the window. The passing scenery blurred together, but I wasn’t really seeing it.
I was aware
