Ryder POV
The moon was a treacherous orb hanging in the sky, mocking me with its light. Once, I might have looked at it with reverence, believing in the Moon Goddess who guided our kind. But that was a long time ago, in a different life, before everything I loved was ripped away from me. Now, the moon was just a reminder of the betrayal and the void where my faith used to be.
I am Ryder Hale, son of Lucian Hale, the former Alpha of the Frostmoon pack. My father’s name alone was enough to strike fear into the hearts of many. He was a man both revered and feared, a leader whose descent into madness left a bloody stain on our history. I was only ten when my parents died. The memories of that night are fragmented, blurry with the passage of time, but the pain remains sharp and clear. My fath
