Elodie's POV~
I should never have come back.
The Bellini University hall was buzzing with voices, old classmates laughing like the years hadn't scattered us across different Packs and lives. But for me, it felt like walking through a ghost town where every shadow reminded me of who I used to be before Dante, before I became nothing more than his Luna in name but never in soul.
Johnny sitting over there, hadn't changed much. He was still warm, still carrying that boyish charm that once made lectures bearable. Seeing him again was like opening an old wound I thought had scarred over.
We talked about the past. About our professor, the sharp-tongued old wolf who never let us breathe easy. I smiled at the memory, though it hurt. "I saw in the Pack news that he came back for the celebration,
