Kane
The night air was thick with tension as I made my way to the healing ward. Luna was working late again, though I knew it was partly an excuse to avoid the hostile atmosphere in the main pack house. My wolf growled at the thought of how she'd been treated, but we had to stay focused. Tonight's conversation was too important for anger.
She sensed my presence before I entered, our bond humming despite the council's dampening magic. "Kane?" she whispered, turning from her work table. "What's wrong?"
I closed the door quietly behind me, drawing the mistletoe from my pocket. Even this small interaction was dangerous, but we needed these moments. "Nothing's wrong," I assured her, moving closer as the herb strengthened our connection. "But I needed to tell you something before I leave tom
