Luca stood in front of me, and for the first time in a long time, I saw him not as the mate who had claimed me but as the ruthless Alpha I had once feared. His blue eyes locked onto mine, but there was no admiration in them—only simmering rage.
I should have known better. A jealous man like Luca, who had killed just to have me, wouldn’t hesitate to kill me if it meant no one else could.
"Do you think I've grown soft, little Luna?" His voice was calm, but the weight of his words made my heart skip a beat.
He took a step forward, and instinctively, I took two steps back. My carefully built courage withered like autumn leaves. I had faced his wrath before, but this time, there was something different in his stance, in the sharpness of his glare.
I kept retreating until I felt the cold rai
