Lilian knelt beside him and placed her hand gently over his. She ran her fingers across the side of his face and brushed back the hair from his forehead like she’d done a thousand times.
“I hope you’ve found peace now,” she whispered through her tears. “I hope your soul has gone to wherever she waits for you.”
She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead, tears spilling from her chin onto his skin.
“I love you,” she said. “Forever. No matter where you go, no matter how far.”
Then she stood up—slowly, painfully—and walked away with her child in her arms.
She didn’t look back.
Night fell heavy over Silver Claw.
Darkness settled across the forests, and the air turned sharp with cold.
But there was no rest for the pack.
Alpha Draco’s fury had reached a boiling point.
Selene
