Life in the Moon Lake pack changed. A heavy cloud of grief settled over everyone, dulling the spirit of the pack. The rogue attack had done exactly what it was intended to do. It had not only taken lives, but something far more important. It had taken the pack’s sense of stability and replaced it with sadness.
Luna Dalia eventually woke up, but the woman who opened her eyes was no longer the Luna the pack had known. The vibrant, warm presence who had once guided the pack with quiet strength was gone, replaced by someone hollow and distant. Confined to a wheelchair, she drifted through with a detached expression, barely alive. Slowly, she became nothing but skin and bones. Barely eating and drinking, the doctors feared the worst.
Dalia’s wolf was fractured beyond repair. The mate bond th
