Olivia's POV
As the final notes of the dance music echoed through the banquet hall, the crowd gradually melted away, leaving the place a mess with scattered cups and plates as well as murmurs.
Zander walked up to me, whispering, "Have you signed the papers?"
"Not yet," I admitted frankly. "But I will leave the Dawn Pack and head to San Francisco with you."
"Leaving the Dawn Pack does not mean you have to wander like a rogue. The Blackthorn Pack is spacious where you can live comfortably," Zander offered, and his brows slightly furrowed.
When I looked at him, warmth welled up inside me. "Alpha Zander, I appreciate your kindness. But I won't end up being on the streets. I have my own plan and place to go."
Zander did not insist. Instead, he took a step back and smiled, "I got it. My ca
