As Luna ran, her mind raced with thoughts of the council's decision and the repercussions it would have on her pack. She knew she couldn't stay, not with the weight of their disapproval bearing down on her.
But where could she go? She didn't have a plan, she didn't even have a destination in mind. All she knew was that she had to keep moving, to put as much distance between herself and the pack as possible.
She fished her phone out of her pocket and considered calling her best friend, Rachel. But what would she say? How could she explain what had happened? Luna didn't want to burden her friend with her problems.
Just then, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her. "Luna! Wait up!"
It was Jacob, one of the few members of the pack she trusted. He caught up to her and fell into step beside her. "Where are you going?" he asked, concern etched on his face.
