Chapter 18

Ella shyly ducked her head and started to pull her hand back. I showed the marks on my neck openly, but Amelia only glanced at them briefly. Still holding onto Ella, she cheerfully said, “Luna, come on, try this!” “Everything today’s spicy or has cheese in it.” “This one’s strawberry pie—I brought it just for you.” Amelia, my mom, used to be a pack warrior before she became the Luna. Even after stepping down, her vibe’s still super strong—around here, everyone still calls her Mrs. Lewis out of respect. But right now, she's chatting happily with Ella like just any regular wolf mom. And the way she hugged Ella—it almost felt like she was holding her own daughter. “You and Oliver seem close. That makes me really happy,” Amelia said softly into Ella’s ear while gently holding her stiff hands. Her scent mellowed out—calm, soft, comforting. That familiar Luna scent always helped people relax. Ella’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Amelia’s warm smile, and her tense body finally eased up. This