Lorenzo's POV
I stared at the psychic tracker before me, barely containing my exhilaration. After years of searching, years of agonizing failure, today, the tides had shifted. She was found. She was alive. And she was at the Blue Rose pack. Of course, she would end up there—nostalgia had always been her weakness.
I let my mind drift to the pathetic omega. The goddess had mocked me by pairing my wolf with such trash. She had only one purpose—to bear my pups. When she gave me twins, I thought I had hit the jackpot. Two heirs in one shot, and I never had to deal with her again. But then Sarina—my beautiful, perfect Sarina—had to ruin it all.
Sarina was the embodiment of everything a Luna should be. She had alpha blood, mesmerizing emerald green eyes, and a wolf, Tyche, that carried a name
