"You can fight it all you want, little Luna. But you were never meant to belong to anyone else." – Callum
Rhea's POV:
Our pack lands go on forever—seriously, if I had to walk from one end to the other, I'd probably die halfway. Every Alpha in our history has been obsessed with expanding the Ridge Storm Pack's territory, making it one of the biggest in the multiverse Lycandra. It's gorgeous—forests that seem to breathe, lakes perfect for swimming, and that ridiculously picturesque waterfall at the edge of our land. But right now? None of that matters. Because my brain is too busy spiralling.
Ethan, my boyfriend of two years, is driving us back to Silver Ridge Academy. He's got one hand on the wheel, the other resting near the gear shift, and I swear he can sense the existential crisi
