The journey to Lucas’s pack was fraught with emotions I couldn’t name. Every step felt like trudging through mud, weighed down by my conflicted thoughts. How had things spiraled so fast? One moment, I was just Lyra—a girl struggling to find her place. The next, I was Luna, queen of a pack I’d only just learned about. My mind swirled with the echoes of Mr. Hale’s revelations, Derek’s quiet conviction, and my own lingering doubts.
The pack gates loomed ahead, stark against the green of the woods. I hesitated, unsure of what to expect. Would they welcome me? Would they understand? With a shaky breath, I stepped forward.
As soon as I crossed the threshold, everything felt eerily familiar yet distant. The lively chatter of children playing, the rhythmic thuds of warriors sparring, and the sce
