CHAPTER 24: ANGUISH
Noah stood alone on the balcony of the Alpha’s quarters, the wind slicing through the evening air like knives on bare flesh.
The Blood Moon Pack slept below him, silent under the silver wash of the full moon, but he couldn’t rest. Couldn’t think. Could barely breathe.
Something was wrong.
No… something was alive.
His fingers curled tightly around the cold stone railing as his breath caught in his throat. The air had shifted. The wind had changed. It whispered through the trees like a lover long lost, and deep in his marrow, something ancient stirred.
It wasn’t pain.
It wasn’t grief.
It was her.
The mark.
It burned.
A flicker—faint, subtle—but it sizzled like lightning trapped beneath his skin. Noah reached for his nape on instinct, fingers brushing over the s
