Alpha Jacob - POV
I sit in the room where Grace once lived, surrounded by the echoes of her absence. I haven’t touched a single thing—it’s exactly as she left it, frozen in time. Her scent still lingers in the air, a faint trace that claws at my heart every time I breathe it in. The ache it brings is unlike anything I’ve ever known. Not even losing my parents felt this devastating. It’s like my soul has been ripped open, my wolf howling in pain, desperate to follow her into the dark. But being a hybrid means I can’t let go so easily; I’m forced to endure, to feel the searing emptiness every single day.
I remember her voice, the way she looked at me when she asked if I had feelings for her. I couldn’t find the words then—didn’t know how to admit what was tearing me apart inside. But when
