Scarlet
Ronan’s confused gaze bounced between me and his mother. His brows furrowed just slightly, his sharp features tightening as he tried to read the silent exchange that had just passed between us.
Evelyn recovered quickly. Her warm smile returned—not as bright as before, but still present, still welcoming. But I had seen it. That flicker of recognition, that brief moment where her entire expression had shifted into something else entirely.
I didn’t know what to make of it.
“This is my mother, Evelyn Vale,” Ronan finally said, his voice laced with hesitance. “Our reigning Luna.”
Another wave of surprise washed over me. Reigning Luna?
That wasn’t how it worked in most packs. When an Alpha passed or stepped down, their mate’s title was stripped away unless the next Alpha kept them
