**Chapter 31 **
The air changed three days before the moon turned full.
I felt it first in my bones—a hum, a pull, a stirring in my blood that made the web pulse brighter, stronger, more insistent. The five felt it too. Through the bond, their restlessness spiked—Jax's knee bouncing more than usual, Zane's silences stretching longer, Micah cooking enough to feed an army, Cole's control fraying at the edges, Knox's patience wearing thin.
"Normal," Maren had written in her book. The full moon amplifies everything. The bond. The wolf. The need. Prepare for intensity. Prepare for testing.
We prepared.
The basement became our sanctuary. Mats on the floor. Candles on the shelves. The five arranged in a circle around me, our hands linked, our breath synchronized. Damon watched from the stair
