Nova's POV
"You're probably wondering why I brought you here first," Eldur said as he gently adjusted the blanket over my legs. We stood—or rather, I sat in my chair—on a rocky, elevated ridge surrounded by tall pines. The morning sun was casting golden ribbons of light across the forest floor. Cold mountain air kissed my cheeks and played with the ends of my hair, sending small chills down my arms, but I didn't mind.
I turned to look at him. His silver eyes held something softer than usual. Not that familiar glint of danger or mischief I was used to seeing, but something warmer. Protective. Tender.
"I wanted you to see it," he said, nodding ahead. "The gate of the pack you'll be mating into. You're aware I don't live in the pack lands—I have always only visited—but I'm still a member. It's Moonpeak. My uncle, Alpha Lucian, runs it with his mate, Luna Teresa."
My heart tugged.
