The Moonlight
The council's decision had been made, but the uneasy atmosphere lingered long after the chamber doors closed. Noelle and Bryan walked side by side through the torchlit halls of the castle, the tension between them unspoken but tangible.
The Lycans they passed bowed to Bryan and cast wary glances at Noelle, their suspicion evident despite their king's endorsement. She tried to ignore them, but every look stung—a reminder that she was still an outsider, even after all she had done.
"I won't let them harm you," Bryan said suddenly, breaking the silence. His voice was low but firm, an unyielding promise.
"You've proven yourself in ways they can't ignore. But this… it'll take time."
Noelle glanced at him, her heart softening despite the ache in her chest. His concern was genuine, but she knew he couldn't shield her from everything.
