CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The bonfires roar against the twilight sky, their flames reflecting like spirits dancing in the eyes of my pack. The mountain ranges shield us from the rest of the world, the air crisp with the scent of pine and the promise of spring. Tonight, our enclave nestled within these peaks is alive with celebration. I move among my family and friends, my hand occasionally brushing against Torin's, my soon-to-be mate and the Alpha who commands respect as naturally as he breathes.
I can't help but feel a surge of pride watching him from the corner of my eye; his brown hair seems to catch the firelight, turning it into a crown of living ember, his laughter rich and warm as he greets each member of the Solar Crest Pack with genuine affection. This is his element, where his strength
