Chapter 18

I sighed heavily, rubbing my tired eyes as Aether packed my luggage into the back of his car. It was shiny, luxurious, it turned the heads of the few wolves who were walking around the pack at this hour. They turned their noses up, trying to scent my emotions, see what I was feeling, what I was doing. I'm sure when I left, they would gather around Alpha Warren who'd make a speech about my departure, my mother would stay silent as he spouted his lies and tried to paint me as one who abandoned their pack, but the wolves would not believe him. They knew of Ares' disservice to me, they knew how I was wronged and what had been happening to me, even if none of them reached out and tried to console me, and they too were loyal to the pack, I knew at least that.

"You didn't pack much." Aether commented, grumbling a bit.