Xavier
Everything was set.The Silvermoon palace courtyard shimmered in the morning sun, dressed with white banners and pale blue ribbons that danced gently in the breeze. Wolves gathered in small groups, murmuring soft farewells as the scent of honeycakes and rose tea floated through the air. A final goodbye feast. Short. Elegant. Quiet.
I stood by the edge of the gathering, my warriors behind me, all dressed in dark armor with the Lycandorian crest on their cloaks. Talon gave me a short nod from the side. He could sense my unease.
Seraphina stood a few steps away, talking with her parents—Alpha Dorian and Luna Liora. Her eyes flicked toward me once or twice, and each time, we both quickly looked away.
Strangers.
That’s how it felt.
Even after all the closeness from the night before
