Eira's POV
It was our last day at the HollowCrest pack.
The event was over, and the purpose of my visit had been fulfilled. I had found my family. My roots.
While Kael and Alpha Gerald spoke, I caught fragments of their conversation. RavenClaw pack. That bastard Asher. A witch. A vampire.
They were discussing threats. Planning how to deal with them. How to end what was coming.
I trusted Kael. And now, I found myself trusting Alpha Gerald as well. Together, they would come up with something effective.
Meanwhile, I stayed with Luna Iris.
As my elder, she guided me through everything related to my pregnancy. Her advice was practical, experienced, and comforting.
She had been through it twice herself.
She had even arranged meals for me, carefully chosen and prepared. Just in short time we spent together, she had already understood my pallets. The food here was different from what I had grown up eating, yet it never felt unfamiliar.
