---- Chapter 4. Two days later, Shawn flew to France and then returned-both times choosing FullMoon Airways. But he never saw me. On both flights, he searched quietly, his gaze growing darker by the hour. His wolf grew increasingly restless, until he left first class and walked through business and even economy, scanning every attendant's face. But disappointment was all that waited for him. I watched silently, my soul floating overhead- full of unspeakable regret. The reason I chose to become a flight attendant in the first place... Was because I knew deep down, there was no way we would ever meet again after our bond shattered. Yet no matter how hard I tried, ---- I couldn't stop loving him. Even my wolf begged to see him one more time. She foolishly believed she could spot her mate somewhere in the sea of werewolves. She yearned day and night, howling inside me, craving even a glimpse of him. When I heard he had risen to become the Lycan King- A powerful ruler whose face often appeared in headlines, flying across continents to handle werewolf affairs- Imade a reckless decision. I joined the top werewolf airline that catered exclusively to powerful alphas and lunas. I thought... maybe fate would let us cross paths again. But in the three years I worked aboard those flights, ---- I never saw him. Not even once. Now I finally understood- He had always flown with Shadow Airways, a luxury line for high-ranking officials. That's why our paths never crossed. The realization hit me like suffocating cotton stuffed deep into my chest-I couldn't breathe. Even during this flight, our leader kept checking on Shawn, trying to charm him with her flawless service. "King Shawn, how was your flight experience?" she asked sweetly, desperate to ensure this prestigious alpha would fly FullMoon again. But he gave no answer. Because the only thing he came looking for... wasn't there.