LEAH
I woke up to the sun warming my face, a soft, golden glow easing me into the day. For a moment, I thought Damien might be there beside me, but the couch was empty.
He had chosen it over the cramped small bed last night.
The whole situation still didn’t make sense. Why did we leave the pack’s comfort to blend into the human world, hidden behind strangers’ walls?
I dragged myself up and wandered to the window. Outside, it was nothing special—just a rusty backyard fence, some overgrown grass, and the sun filtering in. But somehow, the light made even that tired scene look kind of beautiful.
The door creaked open behind me. I turned to see Damien, face unreadable.
“Where were you?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
He just glanced at me, cold as ever. “Freshen up. We leave after bre
