로그인My transfer became final at the end of the ninety-day review period.Harbor Point welcomed me in a simple ceremony on the beach. There were no jewels, formal gowns, or promises about the wolf I would stand beside.I gave my name, accepted the pack’s protection, and promised to honor its laws.My mother watched through a video call from Cedar Ridge. When the Harbor Point Alpha welcomed me as a full member, she pressed one hand over her mouth and cried.“Are you sad?” I asked afterward.“No,” she said. “I’m sorry I taught you that staying was always more honorable than leaving.”I looked at the ocean behind the ceremony platform.“You told me to choose myself.”“I should have told you sooner.”For the first time, belonging somewhere did not require me to belong to someone.The following week, Harbor Point Media began filming a new project along the California coast.It was another road trip.This time, the planning meeting did not end with everyone handing me a list of demands. We chose
Three months later, Harbor Point Media sent me back to my university for the Young Wolves Film Festival. Our coastal campaign had been selected for the main exhibition, and my name appeared beneath the title as project producer.I stood in front of the screen while visitors watched footage of the lighthouse, fishing boats, and waves breaking against the cliffs.Years earlier, I had carried boxes through this same gallery while Adrian received praise for an exhibition I had helped build. This time, no one forgot to mention my name.The creative director introduced me to two pack representatives interested in hiring our team. Afterward, she touched my shoulder.“You handled that well.”“Thank you.”“You don’t have to thank me for saying something true.”Before I could answer, I caught a familiar scent in the crowd.Evan stood near the entrance. He looked different without Adrian beside him. Less careless. More tired.He waited until I finished speaking with my colleagues before approachi
The Pack Council scheduled my hearing one week later. I joined by video from Harbor Point Media’s conference room. Adrian sat at the long council table in Cedar Ridge, with his father and five elders beside him. The pendant I had returned lay in front of the council chair.Adrian looked as though he had not slept. The moment my face appeared on the screen, he straightened. “Nora.”The council chair raised a hand. “Adrian, you will have an opportunity to speak.”He fell silent, but his eyes never left me.The chair reviewed my three requests, then asked whether I understood that transferring packs would remove me from Cedar Ridge’s succession plans.“Yes.”“You will no longer be considered for Luna training, and your mate-bond assessment with Adrian Cross will end.”“I understand.”“Were these applications submitted under pressure from Harbor Point Pack?”“No.”“Did anyone compel you to leave Cedar Ridge?”“No. I chose to leave.”Only then was Adrian allowed to speak. “She made that dec
The Harbor Point Media office overlooked the ocean.At ten the next morning, I sat across from three interviewers with my portfolio open on the table.No one asked which Alpha I belonged to or whether I intended to become a Luna.They asked about my work.Halfway through the interview, the creative director gave me a practical exercise. A client wanted to film a weeklong coastal campaign involving three towns and two neighboring pack territories. The original producer had withdrawn, and the schedule was incomplete.I was given thirty minutes to identify the risks.I found twelve.The tide schedule conflicted with the lighthouse shoot. One town required advance drone clearance. The backup accommodation was too far from the final location, and the budget had not accounted for emergency transportation.I reorganized the route, divided the team into two units, and created a backup plan for bad weather.When I finished, the room was quiet.The creative director looked down at my notes.“You
After boarding, I switched my phone to airplane mode. Outside the window, the world was dark, broken only by the occasional scatter of city lights below. I put on my headphones and started playing music.I did not fall asleep, but a deep stillness settled over me.Three hours later, I would land in a city I had chosen for myself.No one beside me was discussing routes I disliked. No one was laughing at me for worrying too much. For the first time in years, I did not need to calculate how far behind the others I had fallen.When the plane landed in California, I kept my phone offline until I had collected my suitcase and boarded the shuttle to Harbor Point.The town was already asleep when I arrived.Through the window, I saw narrow streets, weathered storefronts, and the dark outline of the ocean beyond the buildings. The air carried salt instead of gasoline and unfamiliar wolves’ perfume.My wolf, who had been silent since the rest stop, finally lifted her head.I checked into a small
Sienna gave a quiet laugh on the other end of the call.“You protected her too much. Every time something goes wrong, she expects the whole world to stop and wait for her.”Evan did not laugh.But he did not suggest turning around either.He only said, “Call a car, Nora. Share your location with me, and we’ll wait at the next exit.”I looked down at the water bottle in my hand and suddenly laughed too.So to them, leaving me alone in unfamiliar pack territory was not serious. The sunset they wanted to film mattered more than the fact that I was standing there by myself.“Then I’ll make my own arrangements.”Adrian sounded audibly relieved.“Send me the license plate and your location once you find a ride. Don’t wander off, and stay where there are people.”He paused. Then, in the same tone he always used when he assumed I would obey him, he added, “Don’t cry. We came out here to celebrate graduation. Don’t ruin everyone’s mood over something this small.”I ended the call without answer







