Kael POV
The journey to Moon Pack was quiet.
Too quiet.
The engine of the armored vehicle hummed beneath us, steady and controlled, like everything else in my life was supposed to be. Guards rode ahead and behind us, wolves in human form alert and watchful, eyes scanning every stretch of forest and road. The trees blurred past the tinted windows, tall and ancient, their shadows stretching like fingers across the path.
I sat opposite Elara, my body angled toward the window, but my attention kept drifting back to her.
Every few minutes, I found myself looking at her without meaning to.
She sat with her hands folded in her lap, shoulders slightly tense, eyes focused on nothing in particular. Her hair had come loose during the journey, strands falling softly around her face. There was a
