*TRAE’S POV*

I stood beside Mira, my heart swelling with profound pride. My bite mark on her shoulder was already beginning to heal. She had actually done it. She had released her inner wolf by fearlessly putting herself in harm’s way and listening to her instincts.

As I glanced down at the broken bracelet in my palm and noticed that the crest on my arm, once bearing the solitary image of a wolf, it now depicted two wolves seated side by side, symbolizing our ...