Lucian's POV
I stared after Allison’s retreating figure, a flicker of panic rising in my chest. My instincts screamed at me to stop her, to do something—anything—to keep her from walking away.
"Allison!" I called after her, anger rising in my voice. "If you walk out that door, don't think about coming back to the pack house. Ever."
She didn't even look back. Not once. Just walked out with that friend of hers as if my Alpha command meant nothing.
Something unfamiliar clutched at my chest—a tightness I wasn't accustomed to feeling. Fenrir howled within me, urging me to go after her, to bring our mate back where she belonged.
*Go! Follow her now!* my wolf demanded, his agitation making my skin prickle with the need to shift. *She's our Luna. Our mate.*
I took a step forward, my wolf's i
