Lucian's POV
I prowled the hospital corridor like a caged beast, the sterile scent of antiseptic doing nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.
Fenrir, my wolf, was restless—pacing, growling, desperate to find our missing mate.
The logical part of my brain knew Allison had left willingly, but the primal part—the wolf part—knew something was fundamentally wrong.
*She is our Luna,* Fenrir snarled within me. *We should be looking for her, not staying here with this deceiver.*
I pushed his protests aside. I needed clarity right now, not accusations.
"Lucian, please," Heidi whimpered from the hospital bed, her golden hair spread across the pillow like a halo. "Don't leave me alone. The doctors say I need someone here..." Her delicate hand reached for mine, those ice-blue
