“Look, I don’t really care about your doomed love life,” she began. “I just care about the safety of my pack, and you bouncing between lines isn’t my idea of safety. I’m not a fan of seeing my best friend get hurt anymore, either, so do us both a favor and stay away from Clyde and me.”

A sour pit began to form in my stomach at how familiar this sounded. It seemed like everyone was perfectly fine with going back to the status quo, like what we’d all gone through should’ve just ...