Elara
The night before the Silvermoon celebration, the palace buzzed with life. Servants ran from room to room, carrying flowers, gowns, trays of food, and decorations. Outside, the courtyard was being transformed with glowing lanterns, silk banners, and moon-shaped ornaments hanging from the trees.
But my heart wasn’t in any of it.
While the pack was busy preparing for the Moonlight Party, my thoughts were far away.
They were with him.
Xavier.
His message had reached me three days ago, and ever since then, I couldn’t stop thinking about his words:
> If you’re willing to talk… I will listen.
That simple line played over and over in my mind.
Olivia knocked gently on my door that night, her eyes bright with excitement as she stepped in.
“Everyone’s buzzing with joy. Can you beli
