Odessa's POV
The morning light filtered through my curtains like thin fingers, pulling me from a shallow sleep. My body ached from the late-night planning with Ivy, but my mind was sharp. Today was the day. I had to move before Dawn took Bambi to Calandra himself. Jasper's directions glued in my memory: eastern border, three oaks in a row, follow the stream north. Simple. I could do this alone.
I rose slowly, stretching my arms above my head. The pack house was quiet, most wolves still asleep after last night's patrols. Perfect. I dressed in plain clothes: dark pants, a loose shirt, sturdy boots. Nothing flashy. No Luna gown today. I needed to blend into the woods.
In the mirror, I tied my hair back tightly. My reflection stared at me, green eyes hard, lips set. "You've come too far," I whispered to myself. "No turning back."
