I didn't slow down or even acknowledge the men of Darren's crew as I stormed past them in the hallway, their curious gazes burning holes into my back like silent accusations. They lingered outside my door like shadows, probably under orders to keep an eye on me, the traitor's daughter, the rejected Luna who couldn't be trusted.
My wolf snarled inwardly at the thought, but I shoved it down, slamming the door behind me with enough force to rattle the frame. The echo bounced off the stone walls of my modest chamber, a space that had once felt like a sanctuary but now seemed suffocating, too small to contain the storm raging inside me.
I flung off my clothes in a frenzy, the fabric tearing slightly under my impatient claws as I kicked aside my boots and peeled away the sweat-soaked shirt cli
