As twilight embraced the Moondance Pack territory, the balcony of their high suite became a secluded sanctuary, bathed in the dimming embers of the day. Melody stood beside her mother, Lila, both silhouetted against the canvas of the fading sky. The crisp air carried the faint scent of pine and the earthy aroma of damp soil, signaling the encroaching night.
Melody’s gaze locked onto the horizon, where the sun bled orange and purple into the sky before being swallowed by the encroaching mountains. Her brow furrowed deeply, and her shoulders tightened as if resisting a forceful gust threatening to sweep her away.
Lila’s eyes softened as she observed Melody, a flicker of admiration mingling with the furrowed worry lines on her face. Despite Melody’s composed exterior, Lila noticed the subtl
