Ethan's POV
From the first moment I met Lyra, something in me had gone wrong.
Unhealthy obsession.
I'd told myself it was curiosity. Then irritation. Then rivalry. Anything but the truth. But standing here now, miles away from my pack, it was impossible to lie to myself anymore.
Seeing her again had made my wolf restless in a way I hadn't felt in years.
Ever since I left her in my pack and came out for this damned business meeting, Orson hadn't shut up. He prowled endlessly in my head, claws scraping against my skull, every instinct coiled tight and ready to strike.
You shouldn't have left her alone.
His growl echoed again, low and furious.
I clenched my jaw, keeping my expression neutral as one of our partners continued droning on about supply routes and border d
