Bittersweet Boundaries

Stella

My apartment door shuts behind me with a satisfying click after a long day of being away from home. With a sigh, I throw my bag on the couch, and flop down beside it.

But it’s not long before I’m on my feet again, pacing my apartment floor as I chew on my lower lip. Vance’s proposition still lingers in my mind: going with him to the pack? To our old home?

My first instinct screams at me to