Luna
The healers' quarters had become my sanctuary, a place where I could hide from the world's chaos. Kane's words still echoed in my mind, a tangled web of promises and half-truths that left me more confused than ever.
My fingers traced the crystal at my throat, its warmth a constant companion. Sarah had stepped out, leaving me alone with my tumultuous thoughts. The silence was broken by a soft knock, and I knew it was Kane before he even entered.
He moved cautiously, like a predator trying not to startle its prey. His eyes - those intense, wolf-gold eyes - scanned the room before settling on me.
"Luna," he said softly.
I didn't respond. Couldn't respond. The weight of the pack hall's announcement still pressed down on me like a physical force.
Kane approached slowly, carefully. "I
