[Elara’s POV]
The world outside the Silver Lake cabin was a masterpiece of untouched nature.
Located deep within the most heavily guarded territory of the Blood Moon Pack, the cabin was a royal retreat that hadn't been used in over a century. Kael had brought me here two weeks after our coronation. He wanted us to have this time—just the two of us, away from the politics, the endless pack disputes, and the heavy burden of our crowns.
For the first time in my life, I truly knew what the word 'peace' meant.
I stood on the heavy wooden balcony, wrapped securely in one of Kael’s massive, oversized black sweaters. It hung off my shoulders, swallowing my small frame entirely, but it smelled intoxicatingly of pine, rain, and him. I closed my eyes, letting the cool morning breeze brush against
