AMARA’S POV

I stare at the space Caelan once stood, slightly amused and confused by the speed at which he left the room. Shrugging it off, I step into the bedroom and slip into a fresh set of clothes.

A sigh leaves my lips as I plop down on the bed. A million thoughts ran through my mind.

Thoughts of my son, my pack, Caelan, our plan and the fact that I could have been killed just moments ago. Not only were these Luna trials dangerous, but someone was deliberately trying to make sure I am ...