Alpha Dimitri’s POV
I knew that voice better than my own.
I had spent my entire life hearing it. Even after months of silence, I would have recognized it anywhere.
Mine.
Zedd.
For one absurd moment, I simply stared down at Scarlett, where her hands rested against my chest. She was still concentrating on her gift, completely unaware that my wolf had just spoken for the first time in months. Of all the things I had expected to hear when Zedd finally returned, a possessive claim over my healer had not been one of them.
It made no sense.
My first thought was that I had imagined it. The temporary relief Circe had given me was something neither I nor anyone else fully understood. For years, Orrosta had consumed my body and slowly severed my connection with my wolf until shutting him awa
