Lucian's POV
I heard the familiar gruff voice. "Lucian."
Grandfather Victor's voice carried that distinctive tone of authority that had commanded respect within our pack for decades.
"Grandfather," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I need to speak with you about Heidi... and about Allison."
There was a pause—unusual for my grandfather, who always seemed to have an immediate response for everything.
"So," he finally said, his voice heavy with something I couldn't quite identify, "Allison has left you."
It wasn't a question. My grip tightened on the phone, and Fenrir growled low in my mind.
"How did you know?"
Another pause, longer this time.
"Because I knew it was coming, Lucian. I made a deal with your mate seven days ago."
Fenrir growled inside me, s
