I had become something I never imagined I could be—powerful, skilled, and completely unrecognizable from the girl who crossed this Pack’s border terrified and starved.
I rubbed lotion into my face, halfway through my routine, when I heard it.
A voice—soft but unfamiliar.
“Hello, Selene.”
I froze mid-motion. My hand stopped just short of my cheek.
That wasn’t Nora. The voice didn’t sound like her.
“It’s me,” the voice added gently.
A chill went down my spine.
“Who are you?” I asked silently.
“I am Luna. Your wolf.”
My knees almost gave out.
I hadn’t even realized the tears were coming until they were already rolling down my cheeks.
All this time, I thought I was wolf-less. That maybe I was too different, too broken, too… other to ever feel what it meant to be a full-blooded wolf
