Mira's POV,
Last night, I cried myself to sleep feeling like the world was crushing me. When I woke up, it was just another shitty morning in this endless cycle of waiting and dealing with bullshit.
A maid soon slipped in my room with some freshly baked bread, scrambled egg and hot coffee. “Thanks,” I mumbled weakly but she was already out the door.
I plopped by the window sipping my coffee, staring at the courtyard where pack members were doing their morning drill. I was just killing time flipping through a book when a commotion outside yanked me out of it.
Some pack members were buzzing like crazy as I caught the sound of fast footsteps in front of my door. I glanced out my window and saw a crowd gathering by the castle entrance. Soon a few slick black Mercedes pulled up and I heard
