It was raining the day I left Crescent Pack.
I had one bag. A few changes of clothes and the moonstone necklace my mother pressed into my hands.
"This belonged to your grandmother." She fastened it around my neck. "It will protect you."
I held her tight.
"I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too." Her voice caught. "But Elena , I believe in you. You're going to become something incredible, and then ..."
She didn't finish.
She didn't have to.
And then you'll make them regret it.
I set out for Silvermoon Pack.
It was the farthest pack from Crescent, and it was famous for producing the finest healers and pack doctors in the region.
I was going to become a doctor.
Because I was going to prove, in my own way, that Omegas aren't worthless.
Life at Silvermoon Pack was harder than anything
