After that, I hailed a cab, but unknowingly, I looked back at the pack's infirmary as I settled inside, and there I noticed Roan's car outside the place. A flicker of curiosity sparked within me—why was he here if he claimed he couldn’t pick me up?
When I arrived at the pack house, I opened Twitter again. As expected, Tracy tagged Roan in another post.
[Just had a small scratch, but he insisted on dragging me to the hospital and has been accompanying me since. After all this time, you're still the best!]
Tracy, I remembered her well. Who wouldn't?
She had posted a photo on Twitter with my mate before. In the background, I recognized the shirt I had picked out for Roan on his birthday, now draped over his shoulders in the picture. Tracy Tompson was Roan's childhood sweetheart.
Years ago, Tracy had moved away from the pack with her Alpha and mated with him. Life took a cruel turn for her when her mate died. From what I heard, things became cruel for Tracy and her child with the dead Alpha. Because she was a fallen Luna, she no longer held any power. And she was later shunned from the pack they once led.