Kieran’s POV,
My eyes were still locked on my pup, swaddled in my arms like a piece of the moon coming back to the world. His tiny chest rose and fell with soft, steady breaths, his baby-soft skin sucking my warmth. I clutched him closer, my eyes darting to Mira’s blood-streaked body limp in my other arm.
Her face was pale as moonlight, her breathing so faint I had to strain to hear it over the crackling noise around us. The ritual site was now buzzing with elders murmuring and healers rushing forward with warm clothes. But my gaze shifted to Kyden, who was still standing a few paces away from us, his broad frame swaying like a tree caught in a storm.
Sensing my eyes on him, his Adam’s apple bobbed in uneasiness, his mouth opening to speak but no words came. His dim eyes were now flicke
