Caleb POV
I could not sleep, not even when everywhere had gone silent; my sense of unease was strong, and Trey was restless, he wanted a run or just to find that little maid we met earlier.
I ignored him, the maid was just a human, no matter how she smelled so divine, and his eyes drew me in. I will not allow myself to start what I cannot finish.
The rules were there for a reason, and I, Caleb, prince of the Lycans, intend to keep and uphold them even if they don’t sit well with me always.
Breaking them could mean losing the structure the royals before me have fought for: the fragile peace we've managed to maintain, the trust of those who rely on my leadership, and, most daunting, the place I have secured within my own.
Even when duty suffocates, fear of the chaos that could ensue s
