For one terrible moment, Jason forgot where he was. Five years. He hadn't seen her in five years. She was different. Not completely.
She was still Julia. He would have recognized her anywhere.
But the woman stepping from that vehicle was not the frightened Omega who had once lived quietly inside Silver Fang. She carried herself differently. There was confidence in the way she stood. Strength in her posture. Calmness in her expression.
She didn't look around as though she feared what she might find. She looked around as though she had every right to stand there.
Because she did. She was no longer Julia, the Omega of Silver Fang. She was Luna Julia of Bloodmoon.
Ryker kept hold of her hand for a moment. Julia looked at him. Something passed between them without words.
Then Julia turned
