The night air was crisp, carrying the distant scent of pine and damp earth as I walked the perimeter of the Bloodmoon territory. The past few days had been restless—Kane and I both knew that the attack from the rogues was only the beginning.
I exhaled, rubbing the back of my neck.
Something felt off.
Like the calm before the storm.
A rustling in the trees caught my attention, and I turned sharply. My muscles tensed, every instinct on high alert.
Footsteps.
Soft. Careful.
Someone was watching me.
I didn’t call out—I wanted to see if they would reveal themselves.
A shadow shifted between the trees, and then—
“Noah.”
He stepped forward, his silver eyes catching the moonlight.
“You move too quietly for your own good,” I murmured.
He didn’t smile. “You were lost in thought. I could
