Third-Person's POV
When Alpha Ethan returned to the manor that evening, the air was void of Clara's scent.
He found a maid meticulously polishing the silver and inquired about her whereabouts. The Omega maid immediately bowed her head in a gesture of practiced deference.
"Alpha Ethan, the Luna said she was returning to the Goldmane Clan's territory for a visit."
Ethan's footsteps faltered.
Ever since the bonding ceremony—the one where his fated mate never appeared—he had been festering with resentment toward the destiny forced upon him. Naturally, that bitterness had bled into his view of the entire Goldmane Clan.
He had never once set foot on his Luna's ancestral lands.
Now, after seven long years, Ethan realized with a jolt that he didn't even know which direction her childhood ho
