Darion was staring up at nothingness. Trying to convince himself that sleep was flickering on the outskirts of his reach, because he had found his sister on the same day they had found out that she was blessed with one of the Moon Goddess’ first wolves. In many ways, she and Conri were proof that Goddess Selene was real and watching over them. The way everyone had lowered their heads when they realised who stood before them also reminded them of how they were all deeply connected as wolves, unified by the irrevocable fact that they were created as an answer to Selene’s acceptance of her perpetual loneliness. In truth, although the information had been overwhelming, he was restless because of his mate. Alger, was pacing and howling in annoyance that Darion wasn’t doing more to connect to th
