Night settled over the pack lands like a soft blanket, quiet and heavy.
It was the first night after Lewis and I got married.
Earlier that day, I watched Julian and Camilla get taken away by the pack enforcers.
I saw the Morrigan elders break down, their sadness echoing through the clearing like lost howls. In front of us, their whole pack structure fell apart.
And strangely… that confusion brought a calm to my chest. Finally, the weight I had been carrying for so long for two lives came off. It didn't erase what happened to me, but it eased the sting.
For the first time in many years, I thought:
I might be able to sleep tonight without being afraid.
Even though this wasn't my old den, I didn't feel uneasy.
My wolf may have known Lewis wouldn't hurt me because it could smell his steady, cool, and controlled scent.
