_Mira’s POV_ The next morning, I was pulled from sleep by a loud knocking on my door. I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I sat up, still feeling drowsy. Slowly, I dragged myself out of bed and made my way to the door, my legs feeling a bit shaky as I opened it. Aaron stood there, his brows lifting slightly as he looked at me. “Oh, I woke you,” he said. His voice sounded apologetic. “I thought you would be up by now. It’s already ten.” I blinked, feeling my cheeks warm with embarrassment. “Oh, no… I overslept. Sorry,” I mumbled, glancing away. I felt foolish standing there, sleepy-eyed and rumpled in front of him. “There’s no need to apologize,” Aaron said, his tone gentle. He held out a bag to me. “I brought you some clothes. I hope they fit and that you’ll be comfortable.” “Oh, thank you,” I murmured, taking the bag from him. It felt heavier than I expected. He gave me a small smile. “I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready. Take your time. Breakfast is waiting.” With that, he turned and headed down the hall, leaving me to get dressed. As I opened the bag, my eyes widened. The clothes inside were unlike anything I had ever seen—beautiful, luxurious fabrics, all in soft colors and elegant designs. I hesitated, touching the fabric, wondering why he would go to so much trouble for me. I was just a stranger he had rescued in the woods. But Aaron… maybe he really did have a kind heart. After taking a quick bath, I slipped into the clothes. They fit perfectly, and for the first time in a long while, I felt… special. Shaking off the thought, I made my way downstairs. When I reached the dining room, Aaron was sitting at the table, glancing over some papers. He looked up when he saw me and gestured for me to sit beside him. I walked over and settled in the chair next to him. “Good morning,” he greeted, giving me that warm smile of his. “I hope you slept well.” “Yes, I did,” I replied, smiling back. “Thank you.” He picked up a plate, glancing over the spread of food on the table. “What would you like to eat?” I looked at the table, feeling overwhelmed by the variety. There were fruits, pastries, eggs, and things I had only ever seen in magazines. I shifted in my seat, feeling a bit shy. “Um… maybe some fruit and eggs?” I said quietly. Aaron nodded, filling my plate with care. He even cut up the fruit for me, arranging it on the plate in a neat pattern. I felt a bit embarrassed but also touched by his thoughtfulness. As I started eating, I could feel Aaron’s gaze on me, watching me intently. It made me a little nervous, but I tried to focus on my food. After a few minutes, he cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “I wanted to ask you something,” he began, his voice soft. “If you don’t mind, that is.” I looked up, curious. “Sure. Go ahead.” He studied my face for a moment before asking, “What were you doing in the woods all alone?” The question made my stomach tighten. I nearly choked on my food. Aaron quickly handed me a glass of water, his eyes full of concern as I took a sip and steadied myself. After a moment, I set the glass down and took a deep breath, feeling the ache of old wounds. “I… I was running away,” I admitted softly. “My mate, Killian, rejected me. For my sister.” Aaron’s gaze softened, his expression unreadable. “Your own sister?” “Yes,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “We were true mates, but he chose her over me. My parents supported his decision. The whole pack did. They were all so happy for them… for her.” I bit my lip, trying to keep my emotions in check. “I felt like an outsider in my own pack. So, I left.” Aaron’s hand moved to cover mine, his touch warm and comforting. “I’m so sorry, Mira. You didn’t deserve that.” I looked away, trying to steady my voice. “I thought maybe I could find another pack, start fresh somewhere new. I just… didn’t know where to go.” Aaron gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “You don’t have to keep searching. You’re welcome to stay here, with the Blue Moon pack. I would be glad to have you.” His words took me by surprise, filling me with warmth. “You really mean that?” He smiled, nodding. “Yes, of course. You’re safe here, Mira.” My chest tightened with emotion. “Thank you, Aaron,” I murmured, my voice barely a whisper. He lifted my hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to my knuckles. “You’re welcome. And please, eat well. The doctor warned you could suffer from weakness if you’re not careful.” I nodded, feeling the warmth of his touch linger on my skin even after he let go. He stood then, excusing himself. “I have some matters to attend to, but I’ll come by later to check on you.” “Alright,” I said, watching him go. His kindness was almost overwhelming, yet it felt… right. Like I was meant to be here. After he left, I continued eating, feeling a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in a long time. Aaron’s words replayed in my mind, soothing the raw edges of my heart. For the first time since I left my pack, I felt like I was exactly where I needed to be.