CYPRIEN'S POV
I watched Lia slip away, her figure growing smaller as she disappeared down the corridor. For a long moment, I simply stood there, unable to move.
I had been this close—one breath, one heartbeat—from asking her outright if her real name was Camellia Everleigh.
If not for Father's interruption.
Two years of searching. Two years of chasing dead ends. And now that I had finally found someone who matched every description...
I had no idea what to say.
My mind had gone blank. My tongue had failed me. And of all the things I could have said, the first words out of my mouth had been: You're wolfless.
Goddess.
Of all the things I could have said.
It was the one thing I should never have said to someone without a wolf. A word that could reopen old wounds, spoken in the one ki
