Day by day, Kyle and I grew closer.
When pack business left me exhausted, he massaged my shoulders. He remembered all my favorite foods. Whenever the old-guard nobles challenged me, he stood at my side and said, "Mabel's decision is my decision."
I began sharing Kyle's duties. I resolved problems Asher had never been able to handle, and under our leadership, the pack grew stronger by the day.
Asher alone refused to let go. He came to the estate again and again, but the guards stopped him at the gates every time.
Then came the day of the Moon Rite.
Under pack law, the Moon Rite was the most important ceremony of the year, and every member of the pack had to attend.
Kyle and I stood on the ceremonial platform while the pack bowed before us.
Halfway through the rite, a group of rogues
