Liam’s POV
Awe-struck. That was the only way to describe the feeling coursing through me as Logan and I walked hand in hand with our Luna toward the pack dining room. My wolf and I were completely captivated by her. Not only was she the most breathtaking woman we had ever seen, but there was something about her—an undeniable grace, a quiet strength that words could hardly do justice. Her past held enough pain to shatter anyone, yet she stood tall, exuding confidence, unafraid to speak her mind.
On the ride to Blood Moon, she had been upfront about her hesitation toward our bond. But instead of shutting down or lashing out, she questioned with genuine curiosity, listened intently, and engaged with patience. When Logan appeared without warning, she had every right to be angry at being ambu
