Selene's POV
Life in the Rogue Pack was not what I had expected. Initially, I had imagined it would be a constant struggle for survival, each day marked by the dangerous power plays between factions. And yes, there were moments of tension when I had to be careful to avoid getting caught in the crossfire of someone else's fight. But there were also moments of unexpected warmth that surprised me and slowly began to heal the wounds I carried.
The bar had become a haven of sorts. It was a place where I could forget the world outside, at least for a little while. Lilian had taken a liking to me, even if she did have a habit of drinking too much and clutching onto me, lamenting about the lack of good men. She would go on and on, her words slurring as she talked about past loves and missed cha
