Ethan’s POV
The wind howled outside the window of my office in the pack house, a lament that seemed like an echo of my own inner emptiness. I sat at the old desk, carved with symbols of moons and claws that represented the legacy of our pack, but today everything felt hollow, as if the weight of being Alpha crushed me without giving me strength. Loky, my wolf, growled deep in my mind, restless, enraged, a constant reminder of what I had lost.
Nellie. My mate.
The Luna I had let go because of my stupidity, because of a promise from the past that I had made to Serena and that now burned me like a red-hot iron. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the images that tormented me, but there they were, vivid as if I were reliving them.
Serena had tried to fill that void. I loved her, or at le
