Chapter 30

I’d already given away most of my stuff. When I opened the last drawer, there it was—a jewelry box. It was a gift from Jackson back when I first started working in the White Moon Pack, just a simple bracelet. There was a tiny bunny charm hanging from it. Whenever I felt down, I’d take it out and see it as if Jackson was there, comforting me. I picked it up, stared at it for a while with a heavy heart, then casually set it on top of the documents I was taking. The assistants were all watching, and I grabbed my things, nodded at them, and said, “Thanks.” “I’ll remember how kind you’ve all been. Hope we meet again someday!” A few of the she-wolves I’d worked with the longest couldn’t hold back their tears. “Ella…” “It’s that jerk Smith’s fault, not yours!” “I’ll go talk to Alpha Jackson about this!” I paused and said gently, “No, this is my choice.” “Don’t worry about me, girls. Be strong, alright?” I had no idea how to comfort them, so I just gave them a small, awkward smile. “I’ve been