The heavy oak doors of the Alpha’s office closed with a soft thud, shutting out the chaotic murmurs of the pack house. For the first time in what felt like weeks, the air between Kael and Elara wasn't suffocatingly tense.
Elara stood by the large bay window, her arms crossed over her chest as she stared out at the sprawling forest. The moonlight cast a silver glow over the dense treeline, illuminating the borders of the Blood Moon Pack. Despite the serene view, her heart was beating a frantic rhythm against her ribs.
"You need to rest, Elara," Kael’s deep, gravelly voice broke the silence.
She didn't turn around, though the sound of his footsteps approaching sent a familiar shiver down her spine. The mate bond, long suppressed and deeply scarred, hummed beneath her skin.
"Rest is a lux
