CLARA
I wake up to someone knocking at my bedroom door. Upon sitting up on bed, I realise that I am sweating all over.
I heave a heavy sigh of relief when I realise that my previous interaction with the leader of the council was nothing but a dream.
I can't feature myself leaving my Pack and its people yet they know me as their Luna. Noah can't agree to it even— Why am I even thinking about it all? That can only happen in dreams!
I climb out of bed and I walk towards the door. I unlock it and upon opening it, I'm surprised to see Angela, all fresh and she's fully dressed.
"Clara, you're not ready yet?" She asks me, worry laced in her voice. "Don't tell me you're no longer accompanying me!" She adds, raising her eyebrows in concern.
"What time is it?" I ask her as I head to the closet
