The Reborn Luna Who Walked Away
Without my pack connection, my healing abilities were dangerously slow.
"You're badly hurt," the golden-brown wolf said, shifting back to his human form. He offered me a hand. "I am Rylan, Alpha of the Sunstone Pack."
I looked up into a pair of steady, kind amber eyes. He was taller than Carlo, with broad shoulders and a strong, determined set to his jaw.
"Rosa," I replied weakly. "Formerly of... Shadowmoon."
"I know," he nodded. "My scouts reported Shadowmoon cast out their Healer and Ritual Guardian. A surprising move."