Chapter 4

The pale dawn light filtered through the trees as I joined the pack for the morning run. My muscles ached from another night of fitful sleep, but I'd forced myself to participate in this ritual one last time. Sarah, my wolf, stirred anxiously within me.

*We don't belong here anymore,* she whispered. *They've made that clear.*

I took my position at the edge of the gathering, where future Lunas traditionally stood. Habit, I supposed. A mistake. Several wolves turned to stare, their eyes cold with judgment. Sophia stood proudly near Ryan, her sleek form practically pressed against his side. She…