Halfdan's POV.

I stood on the balcony, hands behind my back, staring up at the sky. I had felt off all night, but something about being out here shifted my mood.

A small smile formed on my lips as I gazed at the red sky. It wasn't the death of an alpha; I would’ve been invited if that were the case. No, this meant something else—a moon healer had been born.

How fortunate their parents were. A child with such a rare gift was both a blessing and a burden.

The entire world would come for them, and I would have to protect that child. It was my duty.

But...