Amethyst
After the marathon meeting with the Elders and the Alpha allies, my mental exhaustion was absolute. We had only seven days to launch the colossal effort of preparing the Luna Ceremony—a feat that felt impossible considering the war looming on the horizon. My mind, however, demanded a brief, desperate respite.
I offered gentle hugs to everyone, promising to reconnect later. When I reached Jack, I gave him a soft, lingering kiss, absorbing his warmth.
“I’ll be up in a little while, Ames,” he murmured, his gaze intense. “I need to finalize a strategy meeting with Ethan regarding perimeter reinforcement.”
“Don’t take too long,” I whispered, already feeling the pull of needing him near.
Choosing to climb the stairs instead of using the elevator was a conscious decision. Each step
