Asher's POV

The silence in the car was deafening as we had driven back from the hotel, the weight of Willow’s departure hanging heavy in the air. I didn’t know if it was the exhaustion from the previous night or the gnawing worry in my chest, but something felt wrong. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Willow had left the Crescent Moon Pack, left us, just like that. And we were powerless to stop her.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that we’d lost something precious. A bond that had ...