Winter’s POV

I wasn’t the type to roam around this pack, but today, curiosity pressed heavier on my chest than fear.

For the first time since they started inviting me, I finally accepted an invitation from the Friends of the Luna Committee.

Imagine that, an entire committee of women calling themselves the luna’s friends when the luna herself had no idea they existed.

I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the elephant plaid two-piece suit I picked for the occasion. The short skirt and ...