Asher
I looked at the full moon shining in the sky, while between my fingers I swirled the golden circle whose brilliance sparkled under the immensity of the moon.
The ring.
That golden circle I'd taken a few weeks earlier for her.
Among wolves there was no tradition of weddings, or rings, our brand was enough, it was more something that humans did, to symbolize their love. It was something I wanted to do for her, I had seen this ring in the jewelry store, down in town, and I had visualized it on her hand. My intention was to give it to him as soon as this was all over, because I was convinced that we would win, that we would have our happy ending.
The truth was that I was just a poor deluded man, an i***t who thought he could defeat a god.
A week had passed, seven days since she ha
