DJ’s POV
Lydia had passed away.
I didn’t know the woman but watching her remains being slowly devoured by the rising flames, my heart went out for the woman. She was supposed to live happily ever after and hell, she was supposed to be the Lycan Queen. Instead, she’d been living in hiding from the one person who was supposed to make her happy and just wasting away until Ivan had killed her mate…
I glanced up at the man next to me. It was Ivan’s body, but he’d explained to me, that the person next to me was in every meaning of the word Dimitri. It was weird, yet not weird at all. Because no matter how exactly alike they looked, there was just a way in their expression, the way they stood and the way they carried themselves that screamed a mile away that this wasn’t my Ivan.
Oh, and the f
