Xavier
The moon hung heavy in the sky, a silver sentinel casting shadows over the pack grounds. I stood at the edge of the training field, watching the dark outline of the forest beyond, but my thoughts were elsewhere. A storm brewed within me, dark and unrelenting, and it had been this way since Sofia returned.
I could still hear Annalise’s voice from earlier, her words ringing in my ears like a bitter echo: "You told me I was your mate. That we were destined."
She wasn’t wrong, but something had shifted. A fracture had formed within me, growing wider with each passing day. Every time I looked at her now, doubt crept in, sinking its claws deeper into my chest.
My fingers tightened into fists, the bite of my nails grounding me. I wanted to believe Annalise was my mate, that the bond
