Coral’s POV
Four months had passed since I officially became Luna-to-be, and life had been... peaceful. Surprisingly so.
Jason was thriving in his Alpha duties, growing into his role with an ease that made his father beam with pride. The pack was strong, secure, and for once, there hadn’t been any attacks or rogue threats looming over our heads. Even Grandma Iris, who had been keeping in touch but not making surprise visits, was still actively searching for a cure to the curse on my necklace.
But despite the sense of normalcy, there were still mysteries left to unravel.
Like the fact that when Jason once again tried to touch the necklace, it burned his hand so severely that the wound didn’t heal for four whole days. That was unheard of. Werewolves, especially pure-blooded royals, heale
