FREYA
"There is one more thing I can do for you." Riza closes the folio and looks at me. "When the time comes, when you are ready to leave, you will need somewhere to go. I can arrange accommodation for you in my pack. Quietly. A place to land that he has no claim on."
It is a kind offer. Kinder than she knows.
"Thank you," I say. "But no."
Her brows lift.
"I am not leaving the pack."
"Forgive me, Luna, I thought—"
"I am leaving the marriage. Not the pack." I shake my head. "Whatever happens between Eli and me, this is still my home. There is a great deal happening here right now, things I cannot walk away from. Whether I am Luna or not, those are still my people, and someone has to stand for them while this storm passes." I hold her gaze. "I owe it to myself. I owe it to my father.
