The following morning, for the first time in months, Jason and Willow entered the pack food hall together. The moment they stepped through the large wooden doors, the conversations around the hall died instantly. Forks stopped halfway to mouths. Warriors paused in the middle of laughing with one another. Even the pups, who were usually the loudest voices in the hall every morning, instinctively fell silent.
Every pair of eyes turned toward the Alpha and Luna. No one spoke. No one dared. Jason noticed it immediately. Willow did too.
The silence wasn't the respectful silence that usually greeted an Alpha. It was cautious. Uneasy. The atmosphere inside the hall had become so tense over the past few months that even breathing felt difficult.
It had been months since the Alpha and Luna had s
