MasukOn the third day of Damon’s coma, Luna Catherine arrived at the medical station. She looked much older. The woman who was always so polished and superior now looked exhausted.She went into Damon’s room, then came out to find me. I was sitting in a hallway chair. I saw her approach but did not stand.“Lena,” she said. Her voice was not sharp anymore. It was low and tired.I looked at her but said nothing.“I am sorry,” she said. “We wronged you.”She lowered her head. The gesture looked strange on her.“I do not expect you to forgive us,” she said. “But I want you to know that we were wrong.”I did not answer.After a long silence, she took a journal out of her bag.I recognized it. It was the first gift I gave Damon when we first got together. He said he would use it to record all our memories.“He has been writing in it,” Luna Catherine said. “He wrote every day after you left. Before he came to the Arctic, he said he would give it to you when he found you.”She placed the journal on
Damon.I did not know where he came from. He lay on the ice, his eyes glowing faintly gold in the snow. Wolf eyes. He held my wrist with one hand and dug his other hand into the ice. His nails sank into the frozen surface like claws.“Climb!” he shouted.I pushed against the ice wall, but it was too slick. I could not get any hold. Damon pulled with all his strength. My colleague grabbed me and dragged me onto solid ice.I lay on the snow, gasping. I looked back down.Damon had fallen into the crack.I crawled to the edge and looked down. He was wedged between two ice walls. A blade of ice had cut a gash in his leg. Blood was pouring out.“Take my hand!”He reached up. I touched his fingertips. So close. But not close enough.My colleague held my waist. I reached down as far as I could. Finally, I grabbed his wrist.We pulled together. When Damon came up, his face was white as snow. His right leg was split open from knee to ankle. Blood spread across the snow in a wide dark stain.A he
It was late at night when I finally returned to the station with my colleagues. I thought even if the Blackwood team stayed for a long review, they would leave the same day.But when I got out of the car, I saw Damon’s black off road vehicle.I knew that car too well. Damon used to drive me all over the North Pack in it. He hid surprises for me in the back seat. He showed up in the parking lot late at night after my shifts to wait for me. But later, he used that same car to take Victoria to her medical checkups.I looked away and walked toward the building. The car door opened. Damon stepped out.No warning. No sign. The person I thought I would never see again was suddenly standing in front of me.Time stopped. The wind disappeared. The hum of the station’s machines faded. All I could hear was my own heartbeat.“Lena.”I never expected to see him here. He had lost weight. There were dark circles under his eyes. The once proud Alpha heir now looked like an ordinary man who had been hol
Overnight, the Bloodmoon Pack had new trouble.Damon’s room was destroyed. He had smashed everything he could.He looked coldly at his furious parents and at Victoria, who held her daughter and sobbed as if she would faint. “Let me go,” he said. “Let me find her. Otherwise I will go rogue. Consider yourselves without a son.” His eyes began to change color, the first sign of his wolf breaking free.Even though Damon had read Lena’s letter many times, he still stubbornly believed his parents had forced her to leave.He wanted to go find Lena right away, to run away with her and never come back. But Alpha Conrad and Luna Catherine refused to let him leave. They even used medicine to keep him from standing. They sent Victoria with the child to convince him to stay.If Lena were still here, Damon might have hesitated. But Lena was gone. He had nothing left to lose.“Put down the knife, you bastard! Do you want to kill your mother and me?”“Damon, please stay for the sake of our child. The c
The room still looked the way Damon had left it. Lena’s books were still spread open on the bed, but she was gone. Damon’s eyes fell on the nightstand. The pendant fragments wrapped in cloth were gone too. She had taken even the broken pieces. She left nothing behind.“Lena? Lena!”Damon’s breath stopped. His voice echoed through the empty room, but no familiar voice answered him.His hand fell from the doorframe. He turned and ran up the stairs. The study. The spare room. The training room. Even the small storage closet. Damon spun through the shrinking space like a wounded animal. His frantic eyes searched every corner. He tore through every place she might hide. His movements grew faster and more chaotic. His breathing sounded like a broken bellows.Panic flooded his chest like ice water. The wolf inside him howled, slamming against the walls of his mind, desperate to chase after her.Damon grabbed the guard standing outside. “Where is Lena? I told you to watch her. Where did she go
"The elders already investigated," Damon said. "Someone tampered with the flag stand. If it wasn't you, then who?""It was not me. Not any of those times. Do you believe me?""You keep asking me to believe you, but look at what you do. You keep provoking Victoria. How many times do I have to tell you? I am only kind to her because of the child.""Fine. If you don't believe me, then let us end this."Damon froze. "What did you say?""I am giving you up. You, Victoria, and your two children. Live happily together."He punched the wall. " I have always loved you. And you want to give me up for another woman? After everything I have done for us?"We stood there for a long time. Then Damon took a deep breath. He grabbed my wrist, his voice softening into that familiar tone. "I will talk to Victoria. I will make her drop it. You do not need to apologize. I will handle it."He touched my hair. " Once this situation is resolved, we will go together. I already arranged everything. There is a sm







