"What did he find."
Lucien's voice was low, controlled, the same tone he used right before something in him went cold and immovable.
Alaric didn't answer immediately. He glanced once more toward the dark glass, then back at his son, choosing his words the way a man chooses footing on ice.
"According to my source, Caleb had Victoria's background quietly reviewed after the wedding," Alaric said. "Standard precaution for any new Luna. He expected to find nothing more than family history he already knew."
"And instead."
"Instead he found gaps. Records that don't line up with the timeline she gave him. A stretch of eighteen months, several years back, where there's almost no trace of her at all. No pack registry entries. No medical records. Nothing."
I sat frozen behind the glass, my mind
