Fell for the Alpha-less Queen novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 Wolves Wanna Meet

Tessa dashed out the door, and Landon was already there, arms wide open to welcome her.

She threw herself into his embrace, unable to hide the joy on her face. “Why are you here so early?”

“I couldn’t wait to be alone with you. It’s your eighteenth birthday—your coming–of–age ceremony. I didn’t want to miss a single second of it.”

Tessa understood exactly how he felt, because she’d been looking forward to this too.

“Where are we going?”

“Get in the car,” Landon said, without answering directly. He simply opened the passenger door for her.

Tessa didn’t press him; she trusted Landon completely and handed this most important day of her life over to him without hesitation.

Landon got in and started the engine.

Tessa watched the snowflakes spinning past the window, and suddenly noticed that the car’s fragrance had changed to her favorite pinewood scent. The seat was warmed to a perfectly cozy degrees, and even her usual jazz playlist was playing on loop.

The car left Navoris city limits, heading toward the quiet outskirts. The snowfall grew heavier the farther they drove.

“We’re here.”

More than an hour later, the car came to a stop at the edge of a forest near the Navoris border. Behind a wall of snow–covered pines, a silver–blue glow flickered faintly.

Landon popped the trunk and pulled out thick fur blankets, a star projector, and a metal case stamped with the Nightshade Pack crest–it was his carefully prepared camping gear.

As they stepped through the pine barrier, Tessa suddenly held her breath. The forest floor beyond was blanketed in bioluminescent moss that glowed soft blue beneath their steps. In the distance, a frozen lake shimmered with starlike ice crystals locked beneath its surface.

The moonlight spilled across it, making the entire lake ripple like a flowing galaxy. It felt like a secret sanctuary untouched by the outside world. Even as snow continued to fall, the stars and moon above remained vividly clear.

“This is Starfall Lake–sacred land of the Nightshade Pack,” Landon explained while spreading out the blankets and tucking Tessa into a double–sized fur sleeping bag. “Only on days of major rites can anyo enter. The unique terrain here makes it possible to see stars and the moon, even during snowfall.

He opened the metal case to reveal a perfectly preserved strawberry cake, two steaming cups of cocoa, and a handcrafted box of werewolf chess pieces.

Tessa laughed, picking up one of the pieces. “So we’re camping now? You really went all out.”

“Want to eat something first?” Landon cut the cake, the frosting decorated with eighteen star–shaped candles. “I was going to wait till midnight, but I was worried someone might start gnawing on wolf fur if they got too hungry. Word is, someone didn’t eat properly today.”

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Chapter 397 Wolves Wanna Meel

Tessa sat up straighter in an instant. “Did Grandpa send you a message again? He kept sighing at my plate during lunch!”

Landon just chuckled softly and said nothing, handing her a slice of cake. “Come on, eat. Don’t go hungry

“I won’t.” Tessa said, taking a bite. The taste of strawberry jam mingled with the piney air on her tongue. She suddenly pointed upward. “Look! The Big Dipper is right above us!”

Landon followed her finger but found his gaze lingering on her instead. Her hair had caught a bit of frosting, and under the moonlight, it sparkled like scattered diamonds.

He reached out to gently wipe it off, his thumb brushing the corner of her lips, his eyes filled with a warmth that couldn’t be put into words. “The seven stars of the Big Dipper–they match the seven months and seven days since we met. Each star records every step I’ve taken toward you.”

Night deepened; the snow had stopped.

Landon propped the star projector onto a tree branch. A swirling star map appeared across the snowy ground, and the handle of the Big Dipper pointed directly at their intertwined feet.

Tessa lay back with her head resting on his arm, watching glowing butterflies flicker across the “sky” on the snow. She suddenly felt the gland at the back of her neck begin to heat up. Why do I feel like I want to be marked…?

“My wolf, Flex, has been dying to meet your wolf… but he’s never been able to sense her,” Landon said suddenly, his voice husky. He took her hand and pressed it against his chest. “Ever since we entered the forest, he’s been ramming my mental barrier like a pup looking for his mate. Can you let them meet?”

There was no threat now, no combat–just time that belonged to the two of them alone.