But I shook off the heaviness. Jeremiah and I had made it through that storm together. Or so I thought.
I took a deep breath, my heels clicking softly on the marble floors of the central plains building, the nerve center of Moonshadow Pack. The guards bowed as I passed. “Luna,” they greeted respectfully.
I nodded, my heart racing as I neared the tall double doors of the Alpha’s office. I could already imagine his reaction, the flash of surprise, the warmth in his voice when he realized he’d be a father again. Maybe this would be the spark we needed to bring us back together.
But before I could knock, a sound from inside froze me mid-step.
It was soft at first, a faint muffled noise, followed by something that made my stomach twist.
A moan. No. That couldn’t be right.
I leaned closer, my wolf, going still inside me. The scent that drifted through the slightly ajar door wasn’t mine. It was sweet… powdery… too familiar.
Hannah. My pulse stuttered. My best friend’s scent.
I pushed the door slightly, and what I saw made the world crash around me.