Chapter 11

In his emotional spiral, he opened his phone to their message thread. Her profile picture–that radiant smile–made it feel like she was still by his side. Only these traces of her existence could

offer him any semblance of peace now.

His trembling fingers traced her image. Their last exchange was from two nights ago–his desperate explanations about the pack feast. But Sarah hadn’t responded.

She’d never ignored his messages before. No matter what she was doing, his messages always had priority. His calls were always answered on the first ring.

When had she started changing? Ethan hadn’t even noticed. Everything had shifted after the rogue

attack.

Scrolling up through their history, he found her excited messages about their Moonbinding

ceremony:

think of this ceremonial robe? I want something that gleams like moonlight. These long legs

take our binding portraits in this style? I want them displayed at the highest point

ring you chose seems a bit loose. Could I try another? You mentioned a surprise–did you design one yourself? You’re too good to me…”

robes were just props in his deception. The Moonbinding Sarah had dreamed of for five years–it

in the joy of what she thought was true love. Believing

fell on the screen as he sent message

message bounced back–she’d severed

to the rescue teams, but it was too late. No trace of Sarah was

waters.

my plane touched down in distant territory.

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