SERAPHINA’S POV
The moon was rising, bright and full. It cast an otherworldly glow across the valley as the air pulsed with anticipation.
I could hear wolves stirring, voices blending with excitement as the pack gathered on the broad plateau overlooking the forest below.
The pack run.
After years of watching from the shadows, isolated as my pack ran under the full moon, I couldn’t believe I would finally be part of a pack run.
My heart raced wildly.
‘Breathe, Sera,’ Alina murmured from within, her tone surprisingly serene, considering what this meant for us. ‘You’re trembling like it’s the Snowfield all over again.’
‘I’m not trembling,’ I answered. Then, a second later, ‘Okay, maybe a little.’
She chuckled. ‘They’re your pack for tonight. Let yourself belong.’
