Lucian exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “That's the uncertainty. I'm not sure if what I'm feeling is the mate bond everyone describes. There's no clear sign. Instead, it's a turbulent mix of sensations. Intense. Almost overwhelming."”
Orion frowned. “But it’s something.”
Lucian looked away. “And that’s the problem.”
“Because he’s an Alpha?”
Lucian gave a bitter smile. “Because he’s a lie.”
That made Orion blink. “What?”
Lucian turned to face him fully, voice sharper now. “I don’t know how to explain it, Orion. But he’s hiding something. Who he is. What he is. It doesn’t add up. His scent is... almost off. It shifts. He fights like someone with formal training, but he claims he’s from some backwater rogue pack. A lot of things about him just don't add up.”
Orion’s eye
