Luna's heart thudded in her chest as she approached the familiar territory of her pack, the Crescent Moon Pack. The cool night air filled her lungs as she made her way towards the clearing where the pack's den was located.
The trees rustled in the wind, their leaves shimmering in the moonlight. The scent of pine and damp earth filled her nostrils, a reminder of home that made her feel both comforted and apprehensive.
She had been gone for weeks, seeking solace and clarity after the council's decision to break her bond with Damian. Then, she was so sure of her action but now? Not so sure.
As Luna emerged from the dense forest into the clearing where the pack's den was located, she was met with a mix of reactions from her fellow packmates.
Some greeted her with warm smiles and nods of relief, happy to see her return safely. Others cast wary glances her way, their eyes filled with suspicion and curiosity. Luna felt the weight of their stares, the tension palpable in the air.
