Damon POV
Now that Kalilah was back, I realized the truth I’d been avoiding for too damn long—I wanted to make her my Luna. Not out of duty. Not out of guilt. But because she was always meant to be. My Luna. My equal. My other half. And there was nothing in this world I wanted more than that.
When she left, I told myself it was for the best. That distance would bring clarity. That giving her space would bring me sanity. But I lied. Every damn day, I missed her. I watched her from afar, kept tabs on her even when I knew I shouldn’t. I told myself it wasn’t obsession—it was protection. But deep down, I knew I never let her go.
Our wolves never stopped speaking to each other, even when our human pride did. I’d feel her anger. Her sorrow. Her defiance. And I’d send her my strength. Quiet, i
