Chapter 60: Losing Control
(Lucas's POV)
The room was dead silent. Even the air seemed to stand still, heavy and suffocating from the weight of the photograph displayed on my phone. Dominic didn’t move. His piercing blue eyes were transfixed on the image, his grip on the phone like a vice. His knuckles whitened, his breathing shallow and tense.
On the screen was Amelia, unmistakably glowing, her quiet confidence startling even through the photograph. Her soft smile was something I hadn’t seen her wear in years. And there, next to her, was Alexander Stone—tall, commanding, and exuding power like it was second nature. The pack transfer documents in the image were clear as day, her name neatly written under "Luna of the Stone Pack."
"Fake," Dominic muttered, his voice sharp and cuttin
