Alessia:
The Blue Moon training field stretched farther than I expected—wide open grounds bordered by towering pines, the earth scarred by years of combat and discipline. Warriors moved in structured rhythm, shifting between drills with practiced precision. Commands snapped through the air like lightning. Wolves shifted back and forth mid-movement, like war itself was second nature to them.
It was… intimidating.
And oddly mesmerizing.
“I never thought that your pack would be as…”
“Welcoming? Humane?”
“Subtle, and civil.” I said, making him chuckle. “You don’t run it the way that I knew.”
“What do you mean?” He asked, and I shook my head, trying to figure out how to voice out what I wanted to say.
Alexander walked beside me as if this world bowed to him.
Because it did.
Every wol
