ough the forest canopy. It had been nearly three weeks since Ciara had escaped Raven's Claw and col
rders. No steel eyes w
tling through the trees, and Emory's s
eepless night. But instead, she was wrapped in warm wool, cradled by soft linen sheets. The fire crac
ly. It was no longer just a whisper of a life inside her
he had t
hing she heard before darkness
could safet
and kind eyes illuminated by the morning light. "You
sitated.
of warm tea and bread by her side. "Y
nks. She wasn't used to kindnes
silence. "I don't know what happened before you got here, and I won't ask. Bu
e simple words hit harde
ave the room, bu
ai
tur
me is
to officially m
e by little. Emory gave her space but always left meals, warm
pry. He di
t... h
Ciara sat outside on the porch wrapped in a shawl. She loo
s like this exist," sh
I'm crazy for living out here. No t
" Her ear
aravan that wandered through neutral territories. I never belonged anywh
genuinely curious.
eeline. "You were bleeding. Alone. Carrying something precious
. "And I don't believe in letting people die
he was worthless since birth. A product of shame. A shadow behind the sc
a br
a
...
ornings walking the trails near the cabin, her afternoons learning how to cook with Emory,
for how peaceful it was. L
ace twisted in rage, the pain of rejection, th
lm and patient, never touching, never crowding her-ju
rew slowly, not romanti
hes folded neatly. "I traded with a nearby fa
genuinely.
t be a pack Alpha, but
foreign even to her ears. S
now came. Her ch
olstice. Ciara was kneeling by the fire, stirring soup
, breath
e doorway, noticed imme
nds over her stom
d," she w
yes filled
of p
of
face lighting up. "He's st
rs and smiled. "No.
om cruelty. Far from rejection. Fa
a mate. She didn
a child to love. A f
always, had
ory returned from a routine tra
ng her a flyer. "It's small. Human-run. Quiet. They're doing
. "You think
o meet others again. To let yo
ed her. But it a
o far. Maybe
, she
was that the decision
the Moon Goddess would lead fa