Amelia POV

The crowd eventually drifted away, their cheers fading into the night until all that remained was the quiet hum of the pack settling back into itself.

Lanterns dimmed. Fires burned lower. Laughter softened into murmurs, and then into silence.

I didn’t follow.

I slipped away instead, my steps carrying me beyond the pack house, beyond the stone paths and torches, until the grass turned cool under my bare feet and the moonlight washed over me like a blessing.

The night air ...