1 WEEK LATER
Raven’s P.O.V.
I stood by the car, gripping my car keys tighter inside my pocket than necessary as I watched the school doors. A whole week had passed since Lucy's first day, a whole week since I had laid eyes on Jojo and felt the earth shift beneath my feet. A whole week since my wolf, Wilco, had started clawing at the edges of my restraint, demanding that I claimed what was rightfully mine. But I knew better. I had a daughter to protect, and indulging in fantasies about Jojo, was a risk I just couldn’t afford to take.
My eyes flicked to the school entrance just as the doors opened and children spilled out in a flood of backpacks and giggles. Lucy’s dark hair bounced as she searched the crowd, and the moment she spotted me, her face lit up. I forced a smile and stepped for
