Athena.

The walk back to our temporary quarters at Dark Moon Pack was quiet, save for the soft padding of our boots against the stone floor. My mind was still spinning from the meeting with Alpha Gian. Every word he had spoken, every subtle glance, every pause he allowed himself to take, lingered in my thoughts like shadows that refused to be dispelled.

Beauty noticed my tension immediately. “You’re still thinking about him,” she said, her voice calm but teasing in a sisterly ...