Leia’s POV
The days that followed passed in a strange, quiet tension.
At first, nothing seemed out of place. The pack moved as it always did, routines unfolding with a familiar rhythm, conversations blending into the usual hum of daily life. But the closer my birthday drew, the more something felt… off.
It started small.
A few unfamiliar faces coming in and out of the pack house. The maids whispered more than usual. Packages being delivered and quickly taken away before I could even catch a glimpse of what was inside.
I noticed it, but I told myself not to overthink it. After all, I wasn’t recognized as Luna yet, though some called me Luna. My mate, who decided to stall our mating ceremony, wouldn’t even spare me five minutes of his time. I was just a… stranger in the pack despite my
