Kaelen
The evening descended on Silverclaw Ridge, bringing with it a soft, golden twilight that enveloped the estate. The pack had gathered to witness what they believed to be a true union between their Alpha and his new Luna. The ceremony was grand, with flowers lining the aisles and lanterns flickering gently in the breeze. Alara, dressed in a stunning ivory gown, radiated confidence as she stood at my side, her smile as wide as the moon.
Everything seemed perfect on the surface. But beneath the facade, I felt hollow.
As I stood there, looking into Alara’s gleaming eyes, my mind betrayed me. It kept circling back to Kaida—her face, her laughter, the way she’d stubbornly held on to her last name as if she always knew this day would come. Even now, with the vows recited and the pack che
