*Zara*

I didn’t know why I hadn’t thought of it myself.

“Yeah,” Marcus said, his smile widening at our reactions. “The Moon Ball—it’s not always just a dance. Sometimes, wolves go on a midnight run to find their mates. Maybe that’s what happened. Some packs, mine and Drogomor included, believe the moon is calling to us on that night.”

Marcus was right. I had been thinking of Moon Balls as dances and had really forgotten that some packs ...