The celebration lasted long into the night.
Music played beneath the glowing lanterns strung through the trees. Wolves danced in human form, laughter rising like smoke into the stars. The pack was alive with joy—hearts full, spirits light. And at the center of it all stood their Luna, the silver circlet resting gently in her hair.
But Aria’s thoughts had already drifted far from the celebration.
Her eyes found Axel’s across the courtyard, and without words, he nodded. They slipped away unnoticed, hand in hand, through the side path that led to the quiet hills beyond the estate.
The air was cool and still. The moon hung low, full and bright, watching over them.
They reached a secluded spot overlooking the valley. Soft grass blanketed the earth. A gentle wind rustled the trees. And ther
