Kalilah POV
It was a strange adjustment. Not to mention a difficult one at that.
Being the leader was nothing I was accustomed to, having led two different groups before. One of them went badly because I ended up almost killing them. However, the second one didn’t die. They saved me.
Mara was still back with the Dark Moon Pack. I talked with her a few times over the phone, wanting to know how she was. It was good to know she was helping her people get used to living there.
Still, sometimes the silence between calls felt heavier than the distance. I missed having someone to share the weight of decisions with, someone who understood the shadows that crept behind every choice I made. Leadership wasn’t just about guiding others—it was about carrying the burden of their lives, hopes, and fe
