Maria.
I couldn't believe it. They had already gotten their Luna-to-be pregnant…and yet, here they were, on their knees, begging me to stay.
The audacity.
The hypocrisy.
It made something inside me twist in disgust.
What exactly were they?
Because at this point, calling them cruel or ruthless didn't even begin to cover it.
They were devils in human form.
No—worse than that.
My gaze lingered on them, one after the other, waiting… expecting them to finally take the hint and leave the room so I could pack my things in peace and walk out of this forsaken pack for good.
But they didn't move, not immediately after I had asked them to.
And in that heavy, suffocating silence, I didn't even realize when I leaned closer, when my body instinctively sought comfort.
Until I felt it.
Noah.
His arms wrapped securely around me, pulling me gently into him as his hand moved softly against my back, caressing in slow, reassuring strokes. It was subtle but grounding.
