"Honey, do you know the history of his pack?" Mum asks, her voice measured.
I hesitate, my brow furrowing.
"I think so. I read something in a book yesterday about there being only one recorded faerie-Lycan bond before… and it sounded a lot like Austin’s pack."
Mum nods slowly.
"That’s right. The founding Lycan of that pack was golden—because he shared a divine bond with a faerie. The book was correct; that was the first and only time such a bond ever occurred." She exhales softly, her expression unreadable.
"Until now."
A shiver runs through me.
"So… it wasn’t normal for Lycans to bond with faeries?"
"Not at all," she says grimly. "In fact, that bond set off a chain of events that ultimately led to the near extinction of your species." She glances at the talisman, her eyes shad
