CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The air is heavily humid as I tread lightly through the underbrush, my heart thundering against my ribs. The Pine pack village lies ahead, cloaked in the veil of twilight, lights twinkling like a constellation grounded on earth. Each step feels like a silent declaration—I will not be driven from my home.
I weave between the familiar houses, each one a testament to the life I refuse to abandon. I'm determined to find those who believe in a different way—the same people who danced at my wedding to Mark, our Alpha, under the silver gaze of the moon. They know me, they trust me. We share the same resentment for the rigid hierarchy that governs us.
"Where are you going?" Lucas's voice cuts through the silence, abruptly pulling me from my thoughts. His tall frame leans ca
