Alaric
She asked me for three months.
Three whole months for her to reform this damned Pack. And though every bone in my body screamed to deny her, to keep her where she belonged, I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Not when she looked at me like that, with those pleading eyes that cracked open the steel walls I’d spent years building.
I wanted to tell her it was impossible. That I couldn’t wait that long. That I wouldn’t. But when I opened my mouth, the words simply wouldn’t come out. The woman had a power over me that defied reason.
At first, all I wanted was to claim her, to mark her because I didn’t have the luxury of time. My thirty-first birthday loomed closer with every passing day, a silent countdown to my death if the bond remained unsealed. That was the cruel reality of my exi
