FAZER LOGINWhen the Full Moon Festival came again, Frostmoon's healer house had been rebuilt. Northern pups chased each other through the snow, warriors filled the tables with moonberry cakes, and elders sang prayers to the Moon Goddess around the fire.I stood near the altar, adjusting the cloak of a girl who had just completed her first shift.She looked up nervously. "Luna Serena, after my first shift, do I have to be strong all the time?"I crouched and met her eyes. "No. You can be strong and scared. You can protect others and still be protected. A real pack does not assume you feel no pain just because you can endure it."She nodded as if she half understood.Adrian walked over and handed me a cup of hot laurel tea. "Teaching the pups to rebel against unreasonable rules again?"I smiled. "I am teaching them not to mistake suffering in silence for being good."His eyes warmed. "And you? Do you regret it?"I knew what he was asking.Did I regret leaving Blackthorn Pack?Did I regret not givin
Kyle's last attempt to force me to turn back happened on the night of the second blizzard warning.He went to the old, closed hunting trail at Snowridge.The place where I had saved him three years ago.The place where I had almost died.Liam called me, his voice shaking with urgency. "Serena, Kyle has lost his mind. He says he is going to walk through everything he owes you at Snowridge. A blizzard is coming. Can you talk him down?"I was sorting silver-poison treatment records in Frostmoon's healer house. Adrian sat beside me, arranging herbs by color.When Liam finished, I only asked, "Is he an adult?""Of course.""Then his life is his responsibility. When I fell down that slope saving him, he called Lina first and waited half an hour before calling healers for me. Stop dressing up his self-pity with my name. He is not doing this for me. He just cannot stand being left behind."Half an hour later, Kyle called me himself.Wind poured through the speaker, carrying the sharp scrape of
A month later, the Pack Council held an alliance meeting in the north.I attended as Frostmoon Pack's future Luna and the leader in charge of rebuilding the healer house.When the meeting ended, Kyle was waiting outside.He had lost weight. Dark shadows bruised the skin under his eyes, and the sharp aura of the Alpha heir seemed dulled.In his hand was a velvet box.I meant to walk around him, but he called softly, "Serena. Five minutes."Adrian stood beside me. He did not decide for me. He only asked, "Do you want me to stay?"I shook my head.Kyle opened the box.Inside lay a moonflower necklace.I recognized the flower. It bloomed only above the northern snowline, its petals turning pale gold beneath the full moon. Long ago, I had said that if I ever completed a mate ceremony, I wanted to wear a necklace made of moonflowers.Kyle had been reading a message from Lina at the time. He had only hummed in response.I never thought he would remember now."I searched for a long time," he s
When Kyle returned to Blackthorn Pack, the main house was terrifyingly quiet.My room was empty.No clothes in the closet. No herb specimens on the desk. Even the white porcelain moon bell I had kept by the window for five years was gone.Worst of all, my scent had been cleaned away completely.Fir, cedar, and Kyle's scent still lingered, like an old dream no one had bothered to end. But the faint laurel and herb scent that belonged to me was gone.Kyle stood in the middle of the room and felt something hollow open in his chest.He had once thought my scent was too quiet. It did not stir his protective instincts the way Lina's soft sweetness did.Now that the quiet scent was gone, the whole room felt like a ruin.Only one envelope remained on the desk.Inside were three documents.The first dissolved Silver Vale's mate alliance with Blackthorn. The second confirmed my transfer to Frostmoon Pack under Adrian's protection. The third returned every passage mark, shared asset, and ceremoni
Kyle reached Frostpeak at dawn the next day.The northern storm had stopped, and the altar guests were long gone. Adrian and I were walking along the old snow ridge toward my favorite sunrise point from my academy years when hurried footsteps came from behind us."Serena!"I turned and saw Kyle standing in the remnants of the storm, eyes bloodshot, frost clinging to his cloak. Lina trailed behind him in a thick white cloak. Her face was pale, but the hatred in her eyes was hard to miss.Kyle rushed forward and grabbed for my hand.Adrian stepped in front of me first. "Let go."The force of two Alphas collided in the snow, and the air tightened instantly.Kyle stared at the moonstone necklace around my throat. His voice shook. "You really made the oath with him?""Yes.""Because I postponed the ceremony once?"I looked at him and almost laughed. "Maybe. Maybe not."His face went whiter. "We grew up together. Twenty years of alliance, and you can throw it away like this?""Ice doesn't fo
Adrian and I were not strangers.Eight years ago, he was my senior at Northern Academy, the youngest genius in the healer program. I had been too busy trying to become Blackthorn's perfect Luna to notice him.Three years ago, I was injured at Snowridge saving Kyle. Rogues came through the snow, and I took a silver strike meant for him. When I woke two days later, the man beside my bed was not Kyle.It was Adrian.He changed my bandages and smiled when I failed to recognize him. Later, after I complained once that the healer house was cold, he sent me a silver-gray shawl. Only then did I remember the academy library, where he used to shut the window near my favorite seat by the fireplace.He remembered the things I had almost forgotten about myself: snow-mountain sunrises, moonberry cake, herb specimens pressed into old books, and full-moon nights at the observatory.Kyle remembered only Lina's fears.When I once gave Adrian the invitation to my ceremony with Kyle, he held it for a long







