MasukOne Year LaterDimitri’s POVEarly morning settles over Blackridge before the sun has fully climbed over the mountains.I sit behind my desk in my office, surrounded by the same dark wood, the same shelves, the same documents that have occupied this room for years. Outside, the pack is already moving.I hear it through the walls.Doors opening. Boots crossing the stone paths. Voices carrying across the courtyard. The kitchen has been awake for hours, and somewhere below, someone is giving orders about supplies for the training grounds. A pair of wolves runs past the eastern side of the building, their footsteps fading quickly into the distance.Blackridge is beginning another day.It has begun every day this way for the past year.I have watched twelve months pass from this same territory. Seasons have changed. Snow has covered the mountains and disappeared again. The trees have gone bare and returned to green. The pack has continued forward because that is what packs do.So have I.B
Athena's POVI need to talk to him now.The thought is so strong that for a moment I forget there is someone waiting outside the bathroom.I wipe the last trace of water from my face and step through the door.Nathaniel is already standing there.The moment he sees me, his expression changes. His eyes move over my face, searching for an explanation I am suddenly afraid to give him.For one brief second, I almost tell him.The words rise to the back of my throat, carrying everything I am feeling with them. The shock. The happiness. The fear. The strange tenderness that has settled over me so suddenly that I hardly know what to do with it.I want to tell someone.I want to laugh.I want to cry.I want to run through the packhouse and find Dimitri.Then I stop myself.Dimitri needs to hear this first.Whatever this means, whatever happens after I say it, this belongs to us before it belongs to anyone else. I cannot give Nathaniel this moment, even though he is one of the closest things I
Athena's POVI keep my expression in place as I walk toward the entrance.Whatever is happening inside me stays there.I have learned how to protect myself long before I ever became Luna. I have learned that anger can make you reckless, that hurt can make you say things you cannot take back, and that sometimes the safest thing you can do is keep your emotions where no one else can reach them.So I close the bond.The moment I do, the connection between Dimitri and me becomes quiet.It hurts.That is the first thing I notice.It feels strange to shut him out after becoming so accustomed to sensing him through our bond. His presence has become part of my everyday life, something I have stopped thinking about because it is simply there. Now I force myself to put a wall between us.I cannot let him feel what is happening inside me.He does not get to know how badly his words have hurt me.He does not get to feel my anger.He does not get to know that a part of me is still standing in his o
After lunch, I follow Dimitri toward his office.I tell myself I am only going because I need to speak to him about Nathaniel. The explanation makes sense. I had forgotten to tell him about the visit, and the shift I felt through our bond has been sitting uneasily with me ever since.Yet the moment I step into his office and see Gemma there, something inside me tightens.I don't understand why.Gemma is speaking to him about something I cannot quite catch as I enter. Dimitri stands behind his desk, listening with the same reserved expression he wears through most conversations. She turns when she hears me, her eyes settling on me for a moment before she looks back at him.I have never been bothered by her presence before. Whatever history exists between them, I have never felt the need to question it. I trust Dimitri, and Gemma has always been part of the pack long before I arrived.Today, though, something about having her here irritates me.The feeling is irrational enough that I al
Athena's POVLife gradually settles back into its usual routine.There are meetings to attend, infirmary reports to review, pack expansion suggestion to review, and enough small decisions waiting for me each morning to make the hours disappear before I realize they have passed. I move through them the way I always have, keeping track of what needs to be done and making sure nothing important slips through the cracks.Still, something feels slightly different.I haven't been feeling quite like myself.It starts with the mornings.I wake tired more often than usual, even after sleeping through the night. There is a heaviness in my body that takes longer to shake off, and some mornings I sit at the edge of my bed for an extra minute before getting up.The workload gives me an easy explanation.Then there are the nights.Dimitri and I have not exactly been making much use of the hours we're supposed to be sleeping.Whatever restraint we show each other during the day seems to disappear th
Dimitri's POVAthena, does she know how people notice her? How they react to her? I saw it clearly enough in the eyes of that young Alpha tonight, the way his whole posture eased the moment she smiled at him, like something in him had been bracing for judgment all evening and her warmth was the first thing to let him breathe since the ceremony began. My wolf doesn't like it, watching an entire hall look at her that way, like she's something any of them might still have a chance at claiming for themselves, whether they know better or not. I've spent fifteen years being the man rooms go quiet around out of caution. Tonight I watched a room light up around her instead, and some old, unfamiliar part of me didn't know what to do with the difference.And that Alpha. What was his name. Nathaniel.I don't like him.Does he want what's mine.The thought sits ugly in my chest, and I don't examine it closely enough to decide whether it's fair before it's already taken root. What I do know is the







