Kael’s POV
The pack thinks I am unshaken.
They see me beside my Luna in council.
They see unity.
They see stability restored. They see order where scandal once lived.
They do not see the silence that follows me to sleep.
They do not see how often I wake before dawn or how often I question decisions I cannot undo.
Silver Moon thrives again.
That is what the reports say.
Trade has resumed, alliances repaired, and patrol rotations strengthened after “the” incident.
The scandal faded.
They never say her name.
They don’t need to.
I stand on the high terrace overlooking the valley, hands clasped behind my back, breathing in the territory that answers to my heartbeat.
Two moons since I made my choice.
Two moons since I replaced certainty with stability.
It was necessary.
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