The day I left Crescent Pack, the sun was out.
Nothing like that rainy afternoon three years ago.
I stood at the edge of the pack's territory and looked back.
The land stretched behind me,my old home, with all its old ghosts.
"Elena!"
A voice. Running footsteps.
I turned.
Alpha Ethan was jogging toward me, breathing harder than he should have been. He'd clearly run the whole way.
"You're really going."
He stopped in front of me. Those amber eyes were full of something that looked like loss.
"Yes."
My voice was steady.
"I said from the beginning , I came to do a job. The job is done."
"But..."
He started to say something and couldn't find the words.
I looked at him.
"Alpha Ethan. I know what you want to say."
"But it's not possible."
"You have Victoria. You have Crescent P
