Sydney’s POV
When I got to Grace's ward, her face was ghostly pale and her lips were dry and she was still asleep just as I had left her!My wolf, Aria, growled low in my mind, her frustration mirroring mine. I asked a nurse who came in to note down her temperature and condition.
"Did she ask after me when I was away?" I asked, hoping for an assuring response but she only confirmed my suspicions. She shook her head,"No, Luna Kelly. She’s been unconscious since you left."
Luna. The title twisted in my gut. The moment I chose to end the mate bond with Alexander, I no longer considered myself the Luna of the Nightscar Pack,just a placeholder for a pack political alliance. All this time, Grace has been the only one truly close to me—the family I chose for myself.
With my throat closed tight
