Two months after Evie's Luna ceremony, winter finally loosened its grip on Scotland. Snow melted into streams, flowers pushed through the cold ground, and the pack celebrated the coming of spring with a hunt.
Evie watched from the estate as wolves gathered at the forest edge, excited and restless. She could not join them in wolf form, but Gideon had arranged for horses so she could ride alongside the pack.
"Ready?" Delilah asked, already mounted on a beautiful gray mare.
"As I will ever be," Evie said, climbing onto her own horse. The animal shifted nervously beneath her. Evie had only learned to ride three weeks ago, and she was still terrible at it.
Gideon appeared beside her in human form. "You do not have to come if you are not comfortable."
"I am the Luna," Evie said. "I should b
