Tender Fears
The moon hung high in the sky, its silver glow casting shadows across the forest floor. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, but beneath it, there was something else—something stronger. The bond. It hummed between them, quiet yet undeniable, like the beat of a shared heart.
Caleb stood at the edge of the camp, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The forest stretched out before him, dark and endless, like his thoughts. The wolves of his pack moved quietly behind him, their eyes flicking between him and Rowan, who stood across the clearing, speaking with the elders. Their voices drifted on the wind, but Caleb couldn’t hear the words. His mind was too full, the pull between him and Rowan too strong.
It had been days since they had come together—days since the moment
