Alpha Liam's POV
How is it possible?
After eighteen long years of carrying my pain, of living with it, breathing through it, breaking beneath it, I finally found someone who could ease it. Not with potions, not with healing spells or sacred herbs. Just… physical contact.
Just like that?
I stared at her as she lay beside me, sound asleep. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her face peaceful, almost angelic in the soft light pouring through the curtains.
She looked so ordinary. No glowing marks, no scent of power, no trace of a wolf. Just a girl. A simple girl.
But how? How was she doing it?
Each time her skin touched mine, the storm inside me quieted. The fire in my chest dulled. The darkness in my mind lifted just enough for me to breathe.
What are you, Jane? A witch?
