SERAPHINA’S POV
The moon was rising, bright and full. It cast an otherworldly glow across the valley as the air pulsed with anticipation.
I could hear wolves stirring, voices blending with excitement as the pack gathered on the broad plateau overlooking the forest below.
The pack run.
After years of watching from the shadows, isolated as my pack ran under the full moon, I couldn’t believe I would finally be part of a pack run.
My heart raced wildly.
‘Breathe, Sera,’ Alina murmured from within, her tone surprisingly serene, considering what this meant for us. ‘You’re trembling like it’s the Snowfield all over again.’
‘I’m not trembling,’ I answered. Then, a second later, ‘Okay, maybe a little.’
She chuckled. ‘They’re your pack for tonight. Let yourself belong.’
That thought filled me with warmth, like a long hug.
Sabrina appeared beside me, cheeks flushed from the cold, her hair braided in two sleek lines that made her look younger. She was practically vibrating.
“I can’t believe you’ve never done this before,” she said. “This is the best part of being a wolf.”
“I can imagine,” I replied, smiling faintly.
“No, you can’t,” she countered, not unkindly. “But you will. Trust me, when you hear the first howl rise, it’s like—” She flung her hands up, eyes sparkling. “Like the moon itself is singing.”
I laughed softly. “That sounds beautiful.”
“It is.” She glanced sideways at me, then bumped her shoulder against mine. “And if you get scared or nervous, just stick close to me. Or, if you prefer...” She winked. “Lucian.” 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
I pretended not to hear that last part.
The pack was already forming a loose circle at the edge of the clearing. Over two hundred wolves, men and women in simple clothes or nothing at all, their eyes gleaming in the moonlight.
The hum of energy was intoxicating—wild, untamed, yet deeply connected. This wasn’t a competition, or even a patrol. It was communion. A reminder that they were one body, one spirit.
Lucian stood at the center, commanding attention without even trying. He was shirtless again, the black insignia of his Alpha rank glinting faintly against his skin.
His gaze found mine through the crowd, and my breath hitched. With a slight of his head, he beckoned me to him.
“Ready?” he asked quietly when I joined him.
I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure. “As I’ll ever be.”
His mouth curved, the slightest hint of a smile. “You’ll do fine. Stay close to me until you find your rhythm.”
Earlier, Sabrina had explained that, to accommodate those among the pack who didn’t have wolves, everyone began the run in human form.
As the pace intensified, those who could, Shifted into wolf form. Those remaining in human form could then ride astride the strongest wolves, ensuring no one was left behind.
The fact that they were so accommodating, so mindful of others who were not as strong—it was mind-blowing.
“The pace can get intense.” Lucian’s tone was soft. “But you’re strong enough, Sera. You can keep up.”
I nodded, rolling my shoulders in anticipation.
There was no room for doubt tonight. Lucian believed in me so fiercely. I did myself a great disservice if I didn’t do the same.
He smiled and then stepped forward, lifting his head to address the pack. Instantly, the murmurs quieted. The wind itself seemed to pause.
His voice carried easily over the plateau, his gaze sweeping across the crowd. “Tonight, we run—not as ranked or unranked, not as leaders or followers, but as one. We run for the bond that ties us.”
A ripple of energy moved through the wolves, like a collective heartbeat.
“Run free,” he finished simply.
And with that, the pack surged forward.
At first, it was chaos—feet pounding against the earth, laughter and shouts echoing in the night.
But soon, the chaos found rhythm. Those at the front slowed just enough for the rest to keep up, then sped up again as the first bodies began to shimmer and Shift beneath the moonlight.
It was mesmerizing.
Bones reshaped, fur blossomed, eyes ignited gold and silver. One by one, wolves replaced humans, running side by side—some sleek and dark, others pale and ethereal.
The sound of paws on earth was like thunder.
I ran among them, lungs burning, heart soaring. The forest blurred by in streaks of green and silver, moonlight filtering through the canopy above. Every breath tasted of pine and freedom.
I’d never felt anything like it.
But as the run stretched on, my legs began to ache. My human body could only push so far, even with Alina’s strength.
I slowed, panting, as the pack began to pull ahead. Sabrina’s dark wolf glanced back at me and slowed, but before she could circle back, a shadow fell beside me.
Lucian.
He had Shifted.

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