TRISTAN

It had been two weeks.

Two full weeks have passed since that day with Livia, and nothing has happened.

There was a strange call. No hidden numbers. No secret messages. No late-night movements. Nothing that could point to her being behind everything that had been happening.

It didn’t sit right with me.

It was too clean, too quiet.

And today… Today was the Moonlight Convergence.

The biggest night in the pack.

The hall had been prepared for days, with wolves coming in from ...