Petal's POV

The moon still hung in the sky when Aslaan found himself alone in his chamber, the echo of Petal's howl haunting him.

He had seen her shift.

He had seen his mate.

The mark of the Moon’s blessing had pulsed between them like lightning, a current so raw it almost drove his wolf mad. And yet, instead of joy, a familiar dread coiled inside him– the same chill that had followed him since the night he lost everything.

The Goddess had given him another reason to care. Another life ...