ZEPHYR
"It's been a month since the wedding. I expected our Luna would return reborn as a Lycan after the honeymoon, yet she remains human. What is the meaning of this, Arcadius?"
My uncle, Zeb, sat stiffly in my study, his large frame almost swallowing the chair. His long, dark hair was neatly tied back, but his rigid posture didn't mean well.
Lyla was out visiting an old friend, thank the gods. He was in town for the ceremony tonight, the official welcome for Lyla as Luna to the pack. After our wedding, we'd headed straight to Santorini for our honeymoon instead of having the ceremony first.
Still, he'd shown up at my home unannounced.
I sighed, trying to keep my irritation in check, resisting the urge to rub my temples.
Being Alpha meant your life wasn't truly your own. There wa
