ROWAN'S POV
The sun burned.
Dust kicked up on the Silverfang Alpha Academy’s training grounds, stinging my eyes as cadets slammed into each other.
I stood by an old tree, arms crossed, watching.
The open training day brought pack leaders and betas like me, but I wasn’t here for the show.
I was here for her.
Lila Kane.
The name twisted in my gut like a knife. She ran from me, from our marriage, from her place as my omega. Left me looking like a fool in front of my pack.
I’d tracked her for months, following rumors of a girl with her spark. Now, standing here, I felt it.
A pull.
Her scent, faint but there, buried under something fake.
My eyes locked on a cadet in the sparring ring. “Liam,” they called him.
Skinny, short hair, blue eyes that cut like hers.
My wolf, Vark,
