Lucas
Returning to the Blood Moon Clan after the encounter with Ariana and the old witch was both a relief and a frustration.
The familiarity of the clan's territory embraced me, yet the invisible chains that bound my heart were a constant reminder of the woman I had sought to reconnect with—the woman who had captured my heart and then slipped through my fingers like grains of sand.
The impatient growls of my wolf echoed within me, a constant reminder of his yearning to break free, to unleash his primal form and reclaim the mate and pup that had been taken from us. His restlessness gnawed at my conscience, his complaints a sharp reminder of the consequences of my hesitation.
"You should have let me transform," his voice resonated within my mind, a mix of irritation and reproach. "We c
