Chapter 134 The Second Binding

• ( POV — Lupita)
• The sacred altar of Nightfang pack stood bathed in silver light, the moon hanging full and watchful above. The stones beneath my bare feet were cold, whispering of all the souls who’d stood here before me, warriors, lovers, and sacrifices alike. The scent of burning incense curled through the night, and the circle of elders around us hummed with old power.
• Ronan stood at the altar’s heart, his eyes never leaving mine. He was healed and strong again, but there was a quiet fear behind his calm, a fear that this time, the bond had to come from both of us, not just fate’s cruel hand.