Chapter 82

KNOX'S POV Something was wrong with Aubrey. I had known it for days, but last night made it undeniable. She had clung to me like I was the only thing keeping her afloat, as if she were drowning in something too heavy to name. Then, when she finally spoke, she looked at me with those beautiful, haunted eyes and told me about her dream—how she had always wanted to be a warrior. I should have realized it sooner. It wasn't just pre-wedding nerves. It wasn't just the weight of becoming Luna. She was holding something back. "You're thinking too much, man." Maddox clapped a hand on my shoulder, shaking me from my thoughts. We were outside the training grounds, the air crisp with the scent of morning dew and fresh earth. Warriors sparred in the distance, the sound of fists meeting flesh and the sharp clang of weapons filled the space. "She's just nervous," Atlas chimed in from where he was stretching. "Women get like that before the big day." I shot them both a glare. "It's more than that." Ma