Find the Outcast

Lyra

The Alpha suite of the hotel was bigger than most homes, with a view of the pack lights sprawling below us. To anyone else, it would have looked like luxury. To me, it felt empty. Wrong.

Not my home.

I sat curled on the edge of the bed, my hands locked over my stomach, staring at the blank walls. No scent of Declan’s cedar chest, no blankets piled in the corners, no nest built of familiar tex