- LUCA
Rowan didn't leave. He stood by the window of my office, watching the city traffic crawl like a line of ants below.
The silence between us was heavy with the kind of history only two wolves who have bled together can share.
"Don't do it, Alpha," he said, his voice dropping into a low voice that was more brother than Second-in-Command. "Don't sign those papers. Don't even let the word divorce breathe in the same room as you."
I leaned back, my chair creaking. "You think I want this? She’s the one holding the pen, Rowan."
"Then break it," he snapped, turning to face me. "If you and Aria go down, the whole pack feels the tremor. And selfishly? I need you two to fix your s**t. Ivy is watching you two like a blueprint. If the great Luca Stormbourne can’t keep his Luna, s
