Alyssa's POV:
It had been a few weeks since I rejected Killian.
You’d think the earth would’ve cracked open, that the skies would’ve rained fire with the way everything seemed to shift between us. But no, the world outside remained the same — except Killian and I had become strangers orbiting the same sun.
I barely saw him after that night. Only when duty called, when Pack meetings required my presence among the scouts and the commander.
Those brief and cold interactions were all that tethered us now. And even then, his words were stiff, and his eyes refused to linger on mine longer than necessary.
In the Past, the Packhouse walls had echoed with whispers. They called me the Alpha’s favorite. Some teased, some admired, some hated — but Killian and I had never cared.
I sighed, lifti
