Lennox's POV
The air was warm, sweet with the scent of moonflowers. I blinked, and there she was.
A woman in white stood before me, tall, stunning, her hair like liquid starlight. Her eyes glowed like the full moon itself. She smiled softly, and the world around us shimmered in response.
"Lennox," she said, her voice both calm and commanding. "You have slept long."
My throat ached when I spoke. "Who are you?"
She tilted her head slightly. "The one who watched over you from your first howl beneath my light. The one you swore to when you became Alpha."
Realization hit me like thunder. "The Moon Goddess…"
She nodded gently. "Yes."
My pulse quickened. "Where am I? Did I—" My voice faltered. "Did I die?"
Her eyes dimmed, sadness flickering within their silver glow. "You were meant to."
The words froze me. "Meant to?"
