Chapter 91

IRENE'S POV Leaving the pack had been harder than I thought it would be. Every step I took away from Leon felt like ripping open a fresh wound. But I couldn’t stay. Not with everything spiraling out of control. Laura had been surprisingly helpful. Perhaps it was guilt, or maybe she just wanted me gone, but whatever her reason, I was grateful. She arranged everything, timing and a route out of the territory. And with her help, I was momentarily finally free from the suffocating rumors. But now, as I stood at the border of my father’s former pack, that relief vanished. I pulled my coat tighter around me as the wind picked up, my breath coming out in shaky puffs. My mother’s words echoed in my mind. John, my father, had once been a powerful rogue, expelled because of the Darkmoon Bloodline. My lineage was tainted, and I had come here hoping to find some piece of him, some clue to my own fate. But from the moment I crossed into their territory, I knew I wasn’t welcome. The first werewolf I