Leah
The silence that followed my accusation stretched between us like a taut wire, vibrating with tension. I watched Darien’s face, searching for any signs of denial or deflection.
Instead, he smiled.
And then he chuckled, the sound low and warm, filling the space between us with something that felt almost like relief.
“You’re right,” he said simply, his silver eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. “I’m not a werewolf."
I already knew that part … now, what about the rest?
“Your brilliant brain figured it out. But I’m not just the alpha of this pack, Leah. I’m much more than that."
He paused, letting the weight of his next words settle over us like snow.
“I’m the Lycan King.”
I shook my head automatically, even as something inside me recognized the truth o
