The Moon I Finally Walked Away From
This year marked the sixth Unclaimed Moon Damian and I had shared together.
As the future Alpha of Moonridge Pack, Damian always believed this tradition would make our bond stronger. Every year, for one month after our anniversary, we suppressed our mate bond through an old pack ritual, stayed out of each other's lives, and gave each other complete freedom.
If either of us found someone better, we were supposed to wish them happiness. If not, he would reclaim me when the month ended.
Champagne sprayed through the hall as wolves laughed and cheered around the betting table.
"Here's to our Alpha being unclaimed again. Another year of freedom."
"The betting is open. Put your chips on the l