LOGINYet something broke inside me at his words. Memories I'd tried to suppress came rushing back—my youthful infatuation, the way I'd pursued him without shame, the heady excitement of our first hunt together. I remembered the disappointment of waiting for a marking proposal that never came, the hope I
(Aurora's POV)I stared at the moonstone marking pendant nestled in its velvet box, my breath caught in my throat. The stones gleamed under the gentle glow of the moon-crystal lights, casting prismatic reflections across the walls of our chamber.In our world, such a pendant wasn't merely jewelry—it
Her fingers traced the moonstones with delicate appreciation. "Wearing something worth over two thousand territory credits to a pack gathering seems a bit much."I couldn't resist stealing another kiss. "Luna Winters is never overdressed, no matter what.""Why the sudden gift?" she asked, looking up
(Alexander's POV)The territory air carried the sweet scent of pine as I stepped out of my ceremonial SUV. Twilight painted the Blackwood Ancestral Den in soft shadows, and I felt the day's tension begin to melt away. This was home.Before I could even close the car door, three excited forms barrele
I nestled closer, nuzzling into the warm curve of his neck, breathing in his scent. The night settled over us like a protective cloak, our small family safe in its embrace.(Alexander's POV)The territory was abuzz with news of Blackwood Pack's triumph. After securing the major Advanced Moon-Crystal
The bitter wolfsbane smoke filled my lungs, momentarily dulling my senses. We stood in silence for several minutes, two wolves bound by blood but separated by circumstance."And now?" I finally asked. "Do you still love her?"Dominic stared into the middle distance, his expression unreadable."I don
(Alexander's POV)Lily Lawrence's screams echoed down the hallway as I walked away from the pack's healing den. The sound faded with each step until all that remained was an eerie silence that seemed to follow me like a shadow.I wasn't a spiritual wolf by nature. I'd always been practical, focused
Hours had passed. The Little Winter Festival would be well underway by now. Grace Winters would be waiting for me, wondering why I hadn't appeared with the rare herbs I'd promised.Aurora might be there too, her face lighting up at the sight of her grandmother's joy – a joy I had hoped to contribute
(Alexander's POV)I went back to the grand ceremonial hall of the Blackwood Pack headquarters. The annual Winter Moon Festival banquet was still going on.I stood near a corner, a glass of wolfsbane-infused wine in my hand, barely touched. Despite being surrounded by pack members, I felt utterly alo
(Aurora's POV)The pack healer had told me to rest, but I couldn't. Not when Grandmother was waiting for her final journey.I changed into fresh mourning clothes, ignoring the dull ache in my abdomen where my pup had once grown. The pain of that loss was nothing compared to the hollow emptiness of l







