KARA
Once Ronan was gone, I found myself at a loose end.
Kit disappeared shortly afterwards. It was a weekday, and he said he had a study group with some of the other teenagers in the pack. After a brief internal debate, I decided to slip outside and head out to the town square once again.
After all, I had a job to do. A purpose, a reason I was here.
I tucked away the memory of Ronan’s intense, hungry gaze. For now, at least, I had to be vigilant. I was here as an ambassador, after all. It made sense to get to know as many people as I could, and try and establish some rapport within the pack.
The thought made my heart sink. I was a loner by nature, far more comfortable with my paintbrushes than with making small talk.
Luckily for me, I ran into a familiar face almost immediately. And
