CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
The ink flows from my pen, almost as if it's eager to spill the secrets that churn within me. I'm perched on the window seat in my room, the journal resting against my knees. The light of the moon filters through the glass, casting a silvery glow over the pages. It feels right, writing by moonlight, especially when my thoughts are consumed by someone who seems as untouchable as the celestial body above.
"Orion," I murmur, and his name is a whisper of awe between the lines. He's the Alpha of Shadow Claw, a figure shrouded in whispers and wary glances. Black hair, dark as a raven's wing, and those intense green eyes that seem to look right into you...right into me. I've always known of him, how could anyone not? But feeling drawn to him, that's new, unexpected like a st
