I woke up with Fenris in my arms the next morning ,like I was only half awake. The early light came in through the cabin windows, quiet and thin ,and his warm, solid body was pressed close to mine. We stayed skin on skin under the soft furs, our legs all tangled up, really tangled. “What does Luna mean to you now?” he asked, low and careful. His fingers moved slowly along my bare back, like he was spelling something out without words. I didn’t answer right away. I just kept breathing and let his touch do what it did. “It’s not really about the power, or the light anymore. I don’t need to chase that shine. I just want to keep our people safe and make something that lasts, something honest. A pack where no one feels useless, like I once did, when I was… hollow.” He kissed my forehead, gentle. “You’re already doing that, my love. You really are.” Later during the pack meeting, trouble rose. Two old Moonstone betas stood up and challenged me. “You are too young and soft to lead u
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