norella pov
Jason’s arms wrapped around me tightly, his body radiating warmth and a sense of protection. His eyes, usually so confident, were now a swirl of relief and lingering worry, like a storm that hadn’t quite passed. “Norella, there’s a pack gathering today, and I need to get ready,” he said, his voice a gentle blend of urgency and concern.
I pulled back slightly, my brow furrowing in confusion. “What gathering are you talking about?” I asked, trying to make sense of his sudden announcement.
“The pack needs reassurance,” Jason said, his voice a soothing mix of gentle firmness. “They need to know that their Luna is okay, and I have an important message to deliver.”
“I’m going with you,” I declared, my resolve hardening. I could already picture myself standing beside him, a symbo
