The Moonshadow pack had begun to change in small, unsettling ways.

Whispers traveled faster than orders. The courtyard emptied when Bella walked by. Wolves who had once bowed now turned their heads away, afraid of what might burn in her eyes.

But nothing cut deeper than Lydia’s words.

"If your child carries that fire, Bella… what if it destroys us all?"

The warning had carved itself into her chest like a blade. Bella hadn’t slept since. Every flutter of movement inside her belly made ...