Danilo’s POV
I pace my room over and over again, guilt eating away at me as I grip the small card with party balloons that I can tell was painstakingly written by Travis, inviting me to his birthday.
I wanted to go, for the first time in my life, I had an overwhelming desire to attend something that would involve other people, but I couldn’t. Even though I was no longer a prisoner, I still wasn’t accepted. The wolves openly stared at me from a distance, very few daring to get close, let alone speak to me. Parents pulled their pups close when I walked past, watching me until I was far enough away that they felt I couldn’t cause them harm.
More than once I’d considered just leaving, I knew that Caden wouldn’t stop me, had probably told his guards that if I walked toward the border, to sta
