HUNTER'S POV
On the edge of the cliff in the Rocky Mountains, I gazed at the vastness before me, lost in thoughts about my imminent coronation as Alastair's heir. Despite always portraying a facade of calmness to Fierce, the young black-furred wolf I had grown up with and was in love with, the truth was that concerns haunted me.
What would my life be like after accepting to be the heir? And, most importantly, how could I convince Alastair, my father, that Fierce was the mate I wanted as Luna? These questions echoed in my mind as I contemplated the horizon of the majestic mountains.
I closed my eyes and, in a moment of introspection, silently asked the Moon Goddess to intervene for our love, to indicate Fierce as my Luna when the time came. It was a deep wish, a silent plea echoing in th
