ASHVIN
Silence.
That was the first thing that followed after everything.
Not peace nor calm but just silence.
Heavy and suffocating as the hidden temple crumbled around us.
Large cracks spread through the walls, silver light bleeding through every opening as pieces of stone crashed to the floor around us. The air smelled of dust, blood and ancient magic, thick enough to choke even a wolf.
But none of that held my attention.
Only her, only Zahra-Rose. My Luna.
Or rather what she had become.
She was once someone scared of everyone, trying to adjust her footings but look at her now, commanding not just any attention but more of mine.
My chest rose heavily as I stared at the massive white wolf standing in the center of the ruined ritual circle. The glow coming off her body illumina
