Camilla sank into the diner booth, warming her hands with the cup of coffee in front of her. She wasn’t even sure where she was anymore. Ever since Winter Moon’s Luna Ceremony she had been wandering without direction. It was impossible for her to remain in the pack with that lanky b***h acting all high and mighty. How could life be so cruel to her?
One moment she was the envy of every she-wolf, hanging off the arm of an alpha and now here she was with hardly a duffle bag to her name. When she left, she had taken every bit of jewelry from her room before she was forced to vacate the Alpha floor. William wouldn’t even look at her or spare her a moment of his time as he waited on his new Luna. And it was that gray-eyed b***h’s fault. If not for her, William would have taken her for a mate, a
