TESSA POV
*the day after Katherine’s Luna cerimony*
Gunter’s white Jeep roared softly against the cracked road, the sound of gravel crunching under the tires filling the space between us. His left hand rested on the steering wheel, relaxed and sure, while his right was sprawled across my thigh. It wasn’t a possessive touch, not really—it was grounding, steady, like a reminder that I wasn’t alone.
And Goddess, I’d needed that reminder.
The air outside was still heavy with the scent of last night’s celebrations—burnt herbs, wine, and musk lingering faintly in my hair.
Katherine’s Luna ceremony had been everything it should’ve been: beautiful, powerful, and intimidating as hell. Watching her stand beside her mates as the moonlight crowned her the new Luna of the Winter Pack had stirred
