Danika P.O.V.

My steps had echoed with sounds of confidence until I bumped into Drake on the pathway.

But after walking past him, however, I couldn’t feel any ounce of confidence left in me, because I had exhausted it all from refuting his sermon.

I couldn’t find myself going back home anymore.

And here I was, sitting down on a stone in the woods, lost in thought.

Three days. I had spent the last three days with Jonah without stepping out of my bedroom.

He had kept me company, calmly and gradually trying to convince me to go with him to his pack—to become his Luna.

He made me happy....