CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
The summer breeze tangles through my honey-blonde hair as I pace before Lucas and Daisy, who sit on the weathered wooden bench of our pack's communal garden. The scent of pine and earth calms me, but not enough to quell the storm raging inside.
"Alex is like a wildfire," I confess, my voice barely above a whisper yet heavy with a yearning that threatens to escape my control. "He's captivating, unpredictable... and completely out of reach."
Daisy tilts her head, her red curls catching the sun's dying light. "Isla, love isn't something you cage. It's wild, just like us. You need to follow it, no matter where it leads." Her green eyes glimmer with conviction, mirroring the forest's canopy.
"Easy for you to say," I retort, bitterness lacing my tone as I think of Mark, my
