Catherine could not stay still.
The image of Rune tearing those men apart was still fresh in her brain; it refused to fade no matter what she did to distract herself.
When she got to her huge room, which the current Alpha graciously let her keep, she noticed that the Luna Dowager was back.
The hastiness in the elder’s steps worried Catherine, who reached for her good luck charm: a dagger that Rune gifted her when they were kids.
‘Always protect yourself because I might vanish one day. It may be for a while, or forever,’ little Rune had told her back then.
And she kept his words and gift dear to her heart since then.
“Luna Dowager,” Catherine called when she met the woman mid-way.
“C-Catherine.”
The woman looked very pale.
And that was a first.
“Did something happen?”
“I
