HUNTER POV
Two weeks.
It’s been two weeks since the Luna Ceremony in Winter pack.
Since Amber stood under the full moon between her three mates and claimed her place not just beside them—but above them, in her own way. Goddess, it was something. The kind of moment you don’t just witness—you feel it in your bones. Her glow. The way her voice didn’t tremble, even when her eyes were glistening with tears. The pack could feel her power settle like fresh snow: soft, beautiful, but deeply grounding. And beside her, Lyra had looked like something pulled straight from the heart of the earth—wild, untamed, radiant.
Two days after that, they called me up.
Beta.
I didn’t expect it to hit me the way it did. My name on Amber’s lips, the weight of the pack’s eyes on my back, Lyra’s hand clutching
