Chapter Thirty-Four- Luna-Born
The infirmary was hushed, save for the steady rhythm of Tristan’s breathing and the occasional clink of glass as the healers prepared their tinctures. Evandra sat beside him, her hand still curled loosely around his, unwilling to let go. The bond pulsed gently in the back of her mind, steady and alive—proof he was still tethered to her, to this world.
But she couldn’t just sit here forever. Not when the pack was vulnerable.
By late morning, she found Liora in the council chamber, bent over a map marked with stones and sigils. The Beta looked up sharply at Evandra’s approach, a flicker of surprise passing across her face.
“You should be resting,” Liora said carefully. “You’ve barely left his side.”
Evandra straightened, her voice steadier than she expe
