Lyanna’s POV

The room fell quiet, the only light coming from the moon beyond the window. Its silver glow spilled gently across the floor, softening the sharp edges of the Alpha’s chamber. The silence that lingered between us was warm, heavy, unspoken, the kind of silence that said everything words could not.

I never realized the Alpha’s chamber could feel so small, suffocating. It was vast, yes, with tall windows and walls carved with intricate runes, but the air felt close, thick with ...