Luna Sutton turned to leave as soon as she finished speaking.
Caleb Manning suddenly grabbed her wrist, his golden eyes dark and deep like an abyss under the moonlight: "I'm not..."
"Not what?"
She shook off his hand, her voice colder than the night wind, "Not over her? Didn't sneak back to the Winged Tiger Tribe for her?"
"I'm not over her."
Caleb's Adam's apple bobbed, his knuckles turning white from clenching: "I just..."
The words stuck in his throat.
What should he say? That he had seen through Chloe Callahan's true nature?
That after he left the Winged Tiger Tribe, he wandered around for several days, thinking about all the moments when he had turned into a young cub with her?
The night wind swept the fallen leaves against Luna Sutton's skirt edge, and she suddenly bent closer.
Caleb held his breath, the silver moonlight shining on the corners of her upturned lips.
It was something he had never seen before, filled with unprecedented indifference.
"Do you know?"
