Ellie POV
The halls of the Moonstone packhouse were alive with morning light and quiet motion. Warriors moved through the corridors with armfuls of reports, omegas crossed with trays of breakfast for the Alpha’s office, and somewhere down the hall, children’s laughter drifted from the training yard.
I walked slowly, the twins balanced on my hips, one drowsy, one tugging curiously at the loose strands of hair falling over my shoulder. It had been a few days since she’d told Kieran goodbye, and the air still felt thick with everything she hadn’t said.
I had come here for Alaric, to talk through the logistics of the upcoming announcement about my identity, but my chest ached with something heavier than nerves.
The dream had returned the night before: the same field of silver light, the b
