Four years later
"Luna, the Elders are waiting for you," Pearl's voice cut through the morning silence. I turned away from the window, where the first rays of the sun danced over the rolling hills, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch into my heart.
"I know," I muttered, lips pressed into a thin line. The Elders had been relentless these past months, urging me to marry and find a new alpha for the pack. They didn't understand—I had no intention of letting anyone replace Brax. But they also didn't understand the fire that had been smouldering inside me for four years, longing for revenge that threatened to consume me.
"Are you ready for this?" Pearl asked gently, her eyes filled with unspoken concern.
"Ready or not," I replied, walking towards the door. "Let's get this over with.
