Celeste POV
I don't want to go back to the packhouse, to be exact; I don't want to face those I put asleep. If I become Luna, I need to stand in front of the pack next to Zayden. I shouldn't disrespect them as I have.
The sun is setting; I can see it peeking through the trees, and there is a slight chill. I glance down at my bare legs; I can see goosebumps popping up. Sighing, I kick a pebble that was by me and try to calm my nerves.
We are close to the packhouse; I have to face the pack members. I feel Oliver's gaze on me, and I look up, and he smiles.
“Celeste, it'll be okay, they aren't hurt, and I am sure they don't hold anything against you." He pats me on the shoulder.
“I guess you could tell I was thinking about the pack; I let my anger get the best of me and didn't think about
