**Lynn's POV**

The Fire Moon territory line vanishes in my rearview mirror.

One moment it's there—a marker post half-buried in snow, declaring pack boundaries and Alpha authority.

The next, it's gone. Swallowed by darkness and distance.

I keep driving.

My hands grip the steering wheel tight enough that my knuckles ache. The highway stretches ahead, empty except for occasional headlights passing in the opposite ...