Alpha Lucien’s POV
My breath caught in my throat.
The wolf standing before me was like nothing I had ever seen. She wasn’t just powerful, she was divine. Her silver coat shimmered like starlight, patterned with streaks of darkness, as if night and day were fighting for dominance in her fur. Her eyes burned a bright, radiant violet, unnatural and yet… familiar.
Not even her mother had looked like this. And her mother had been feared by all.
The memory flashed through my mind like a ghost from the past.
It was a long time ago. The night I lost her.
“Stay back, Lucien!” she had screamed, her body already shielding mine.
Then the arrow had struck. Straight to her chest.
And she collapsed in my arms, her blood warm against my hands.
She died… because of me.
I’d spent years pretending
