Esther’s POV
The soft glow of the lanterns in Blue Lake Pack’s manor spilled out into the twilight, painting golden rectangles across the cobblestone paths.
I stood by the window of my small office, fingers pressed against the cool glass, and let myself breathe. Outside, the world seemed peaceful—wolves moving in their evening routines, healers finishing their shifts, nurses carrying baskets of herbs—but inside me there was always a storm.
Six years. Six long years since I had fled the Blood Moon Pack, since I had rolled down that mountain half-dead and been found by Kevin’s patrols. Six years since I had sworn to keep my children safe, no matter what it cost me.
Carl and Sofia. My twins. My heart.
I had built a quiet life here, hidden under Kevin’s protection. People
