Elias’s POV
I’ve always been the other one.
Not Ronan, the Alpha’s favorite. Not Kiernan, the stoic shadow with all the answers. Me? I was the one who slipped through the cracks. The one people laughed with but never looked to. I kept things light. I joked. I acted like nothing ever touched me.
Truth is, everything touches me. And when it does, it goes deep.
Like Ivy Gray.
The first time I saw her, I thought she was just another mess waiting to happen. A stranger with haunted eyes and secrets that didn’t belong in our territory. I watched her with suspicion, with doubt. Hell, I probably said things I shouldn’t have, made her feel smaller than she already did.
I didn’t see her. Not really.
But I do now.
And I hate myself for not seeing her sooner.
She walks through the court like s
