It’s hard to believe that a single revelation could change everything, but the truth of my bloodline—of who I really am—had done just that. I stood in the midst of the thick woods that surrounded Elias’s pack, the weight of my heritage pressing down on me like a mountain. Every step I took felt heavier, as though the very earth beneath me had suddenly become unfamiliar.
The wind was colder now, sharper, almost as if nature itself was aware of the shift that had just occurred. A few hours earlier, I had discovered what Magnus had been hiding from me all along. The truth about my lineage wasn’t just a matter of pride or legacy; it was a weapon. My blood was not just the bond between two packs; it was the key to a power neither of the alphas had anticipated.
“You’re quiet,” Elias’s voice br
