Chapter 117

Members of the pack are lined side-by-side, all holding small glowing lights on long hooks. The lights are raised high in front of them, creating a makeshift bridge to walk under. There is about a foot between each pack member, allowing for the line of lights to go on farther than the eye can see, twisting behind a bend in the trees. But that isn't the most beautiful part, they all sing softly in Russian, and even though I can't understand the words, my eyes still fill with unshed tears. Danyal walks with me under the lights, and I watch in awe as the people we past follow behind us, the lights they carry glowing brightly. Danyal leans over and whispers in my ear. "They sing a song for the health and happiness of their Luna, for if the Luna is well, the pack is too." "I thought it was if the Alpha is well, the pack is well." The light bounces off his face when he walks, highlighting his handsome features, and when he smiles my heart melts a little