ARIA
Her story sounded unreal, but I knew my father too well. Victor was praised by the Ironwill Basin Pack as an alpha who could do no wrong.
They saw the golden wolf with the easy smile. The strong leader. The man everyone trusted. Most of them never saw what lived underneath that image. I did. I knew about the hunger he carried.
I knew how badly he wanted control of Ironwill Basin. That was why my marriage to Alaric had been arranged in the first place.
I had believed the bond would be political. A marriage to tie power together. I never thought it would be sealed with blood instead of vows. But the more I thought about it, the more it fit. Killing to gain power was exactly something my father would do.
“Rook found me,” I said quietly. “You already got what you wanted, Lyra. Why
