~Ava
The leather of the car seat was warm beneath me, and even though the sun wasn't glaring too harshly outside, I felt like I was slowly melting into the backseat. Luna Antoinette sat beside me, regal and poised, like a goddess sculpted from polished stone. Her presence filled the entire car, and I, in contrast, felt like a wilted petal in a glass case. We had already visited three different packs, three different homes of her very bubbly, overly enthusiastic friends who all smelled like roses and riches.
How many more friends did she even have?
I let out a silent sigh, pressing my face slightly against the cool window. Trees blurred past like emerald smudges. My fingers curled in my lap, the lace on the dress I wore scratching at my skin like punishment.
My wolf grumbled in the bac
