Alpha Bran's POVFrom the balcony outside my office, I watched pack members moving through the territory below like a swarm of ants. Decorations covered every visible corner of the grounds. Lanterns were being hung between buildings. Fresh flowers lined the pathways.Children ran through the streets, carrying ribbons, laughing and singing the new moon nursery rhymes. The annual New Moon Celebration was only two days away. It was one of the few traditions that survived every generation.Unlike the full moon gatherings that honored strength and victory, the New Moon Celebration symbolized renewal. New beginnings. And new bonds.This year felt different.For the first time in years, I wasn't dreading it.A knock sounded behind me. The door opened.I didnt turn around to look because I already knew who it was. As soon as the door opened, his scent warfed in and gave him away.“Alpha,” the familiar voice I hadn't heard for days called.“Aric,” I turned toward the office.Seeing him stand
Read More