Third Person's POV
Tamara sat exhausted in the chair, staring at the empty conference room.
Dim light streamed in, illuminating lonely tables and chairs, making the entire Bloodmoon Pack feel like a tomb.
She was happy for Adelaide—not for any grand reason, but for the care Adelaide had shown her during her time with the Bloodmoon Pack.
It was not just material support. Now that Tamara managed the pack, she realized how much trouble Adelaide had shielded her from.
At this moment, she was truly exhausted. If her mate were just a regular guard in the pack, she wouldn't have to pursue those unrealistic things, draining her energy in a futile chase.
She fell asleep in the chair and didn't know how much time passed until an omega rushed in.
"Alpha Ulrik and Luna Velda nearly shifted just
