Damien'pov
For a full year, I chased every lead.
Every woman named Aria in the Moonridge Pack was investigated, questioned, and cleared. Each trail ended the same way, with nothing.
The woman who had delayed me when Sally needed me most had disappeared like smoke.
One name had stood out for a while: Aria Graves, the younger daughter of Alpha Gideon.
On paper she fit the age, even the temper.
But this Aria was already mated to Alpha Stephen of the Stoneheart Pack.
They were the golden couple, all smiles and shared glances at every pack event, the kind that made other wolves believe in fairy tales.
My sources confirmed they had been together for years.
Obviously, this wasn't the woman Clara had sent to distract me.
I told myself the Aria I was looking for must
