ELORA'S POV
The moment I saw him, the air around me stood still. Everything inside me tightened.
Lucian.
He stood beside his car, still as stone, like seeing me knocked the wind out of him. His eyes locked on mine, wide and unsure. But I didn't give him the satisfaction of a reaction. I kept walking.
I walked past him and headed straight into the pack house.
My heart thundered but my face stayed calm, I held my chin high, shoulders squared, like I hadn't just walked straight into the ghost of the life I left behind.
Then I heard it. That soft angelic voice that always seems to soothe my aching heart.
“Mama.” Nora’s voice cracked the shell I'd built around myself.
I'd barely turned before she threw herself into my arms. I knelt, catching her tightly, pressing my fa
