Damian gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car advanced along the path leading to the pack. Tall, dark trees rose on both sides, their shadows stretching as if they wanted to catch him. He had just dropped Eliza off at the faculty, but his mind was far from the tranquility she radiated. On the contrary, his interior was a whirlwind of emotions; rage, disappointment, and something deeper he didn't want to name.
Luna.
The mere thought of her name made his jaw tense. She had been his fiancée once, in a time that now seemed so distant it almost felt like a dream. But wolves don't lie, and when they received their respective wolves and the mate bond didn't manifest, reality hit them like a winter storm. Their engagement was canceled, and with it, the illusions of a future together crumbled to pieces.
