Chapter Thirty-Five: The Thread That Binds
Phera POV:
The shopping district of the Red Moon Pack was alive with the chatter of its inhabitants, awash in the soft glow of the setting sun. The air held the rustic scent of pine and damp soil, as though the natural world was ever-so-gently reminding us that even in our civilization, we were never far from the wild.
Beside me, Newmara, my older sister, pushed a cart laden with a variety of items, from chic dresses to home essentials. Her eyes skimmed over a display of fragrant bath oils, yet she hesitated to add any to the cart.
"How are you and Adam?" I asked cautiously, trying to navigate the palpable awkwardness that hung between us like a heavy fog.
She touched her neck where a delicate bonding mark lay—a mark that signified her life
