Chapter 8: I Was Losing Her
(Eden’s POV)
The memories began like a trickle, unbidden and relentless, forcing their way to the surface.
It was my 18th birthday. The Moonspell Pack House was bright with golden lanterns, laughter spilling across the room. Everyone kept telling me how special this moment was, how every wolf awaited their coming-of-age celebration to find their purpose—or their mate.
For me, the night was about him—Alexander.
He was already the Alpha of the powerful Blackwood Pack back then. Strong, confident, untouchable. To a naive girl like me, he was everything I dreamed of.
When he walked into the party, the entire room seemed to hold its breath. His sharp features, the commanding way he carried himself, the way his piercing gray eyes swept through everyone unt
