Cahir's arm went rigid when he heard Allison's name. He lifted his glass, took a slow sip, frowning as if trying to remember.
After a moment, he snapped his head up.
"Wait, you're talking about that wrinkly-faced, hideously ugly baby who never stopped crying?"
Aiden's expression went stiff. Clearly, he hadn't expected the King to describe his deceased fiancée in such terms.
But Cahir had already fallen into memory.
It was just before he came of age. The pack's most powerful seer, on her deathbed, delivered her final prophecy.
At the time, Cahir's father, old King Alexander, still ruled. The man had an almost fanatical devotion to prophecy and the Moon Goddess.
The very day he heard the prophecy, he sent people to Snow Moon Pack and arranged an engagement between Cahi
