Lylah’s POV
I still wanted to talk to Vargan. There were so many things I hadn’t asked him yet.
But before I could say another word, Ezra appeared and quietly inserted himself between us.
Reluctantly, Vargan let us go.
As our car rolled out of the estate grounds toward the Pack’s border, I caught sight of several Moonclaw warriors sparring in the distance. The moment they noticed Ezra, they immediately stopped.
One by one, they bowed their heads to their Alpha.
I smiled softly at the sight.
Though I hadn’t had the chance to meet them properly during my stay, I silently promised myself I would the next time I visited.
The following morning, life returned to its usual rhythm. Teaching classes at Lunar Grace. Endless studying.
I was walking down the long stone corridor with a stack of documents in my arms when a familiar head of fiery red hair caught my attention.
“Gwyn!” I called.
She turned immediately.
“Luna,” Her eyes widened, and she seemed suddenly nervous.
I sighed gently.
“Gwyn, do you remember what I told you?” I said with a small smile. “We agreed we’d act like friends. There’s no need to call me that.”
She flushed.
“Right. Yes, Lun- I mean… Lylah.”
My gaze dropped to the luggage she was holding.
“Are you going somewhere?” I asked.
She nodded slowly, a hint of sadness flickering across her face.
“Starting today, I’ll only be working here once a week,” she explained. “I’m transferring to a treatment house closer to Whitepine.”
“Why?”
She sighed softly. “Gary decided he’s going back to Whitepine as well. I’m not entirely sure why… he just said the opportunities he hoped to find here aren’t suitable anymore.” She shrugged.
“I thought it would be better if I stayed closer to my family.”
I nodded, though the news left a faint ache in my chest.
It was a little sad.
“I’ll come visit you,” I promised.
Her smile brightened immediately. “I’d like that.”
We hugged briefly before parting ways.

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