Chapter 45: The Luna I Lost

Noah’s

I stepped out of my car at the Shadow Clans estate, my boots pressing against the gravel as I looked up. The mansion stood high and proud, its golden spires glinting under the afternoon sun. Every wall was spotless, every window clear like glass. The rumors were true—this was the richest, strongest pack in existence. Even the air around it carried a quiet authority.

My chest tightened as I stood there, the weight of three years pressing hard against me. ...