Dane’s Pov
I found her in the garden just after the sun went down. She sat on the bench under the big oak tree. The same place I asked her to be my Luna. Where I promised to keep her safe, love her, be her partner.
Promises that felt like they were falling away.
She looked small in the dark. Easy to hurt. Lost.
Everything in me wanted to run to her. Hold her and never let go.
But I tried that. Every day this week I tried. And every time she went farther.
Mate hurts, my wolf growled. Something bad. Fix it.
“I do not know how,” I said quiet.
Freya turned her head when she heard me. For one little second her eyes looked happy. Like she waited for me. Wanted me.
Then the calm face came back.
“Hey,” she said soft.
“Hey.” I walked slow. Like to a scared animal. “Can I sit?”
She stop
