NORA
The sound of our footsteps faded into the distance as we walked away from the crowd. Logan held my hand tightly like he was afraid I would slip away if he loosened his grip. My heart was still racing from everything that had just happened. The cheers. The kiss. The words.
I was still struggling to believe it was all real.
He didn’t just claim me as his mate. He told the entire Shadowcrest Pack that I was their Luna. Even without a mark. Even without the mating ceremony. He looked every one of them in the eyes and told them that disrespecting me meant disrespecting him.
No one had ever stood for me like that. Not even my own parents, Sylvester’s parents.
We passed through the stone pathway leading back to the main house. The cool air brushed against my face, but I barely felt it.
