Diana stood beside the large window in Talon’s office, staring out at the distant forest surrounding Black Howler. The training grounds below were active. Warriors moved in formation. Patrols changed shifts. Guards inspected weapons and strengthened the defenses around the pack house. Everything outside appeared normal. Strong. Organized. Safe.
But inside the office, the air felt heavy with the weight of thousands of years of pain.
Diana remained silent as Ravenna finished telling the story of Agatha, Lucian, and Gideon. Her heart ached for all three of them.
So much pain. So much loss. So much betrayal.
Agatha and Lucian had only followed their hearts. They had followed the bond created between them by the Moon Goddess. They had chosen one another, loved each other, and tried to live
