Kyria
As she rifled through the dresses, muttering to herself about fabrics and necklines, I sat there watching her.
I didn’t know what was happening between me and Derek. I didn’t even know what was happening inside me. But in that moment, watching Lassy’s energy light up the room, I realised something simple and terrifying: I didn’t feel like a prisoner anymore.
For the first time since I came to the Lunari pack, I felt like I had people who wanted me to stay.
Maybe I even wanted to.
Sally after her crazy dress show, she went back to her businesses.
and I stepped out.
The courtyard was quieter today, but tension lingered like static before a storm.
I hadn’t seen Derek since the gala, not properly. Just glimpses. Shadows. A locked jaw when our eyes met across the hall. That look
