*Zara*

I couldn’t believe things were finally looking up, and I felt accepted by Drogomor. I’d be able to carry on as a working woman, the pack’s Luna, with their blessings.

Relief radiated off me in waves, and I beamed happily at Noah as the ceremony came to its conclusion. Not only did the ceremony go well, but I could finally get answers about these terrifying sigils.

As the days passed with no information, I’d been growing more and more antsy, ...