Alex POV
The moon hung low in the sky like a silent witness, its cold light washing over the edge of the McKinnley estate. I stood at the forest line, the air sharp with pine, damp earth, and something else—
Something ancient stirring beneath my skin.
I had felt pulled to these woods all my life, but tonight…
Tonight the pull was stronger.
Heavier.
Like the earth itself recognized me.
Guardian.
Heir.
Hunted.
I closed my eyes, breathing in the night, trying to steady the chaos swirling inside me. The revelation of who we were — what we were — still throbbed like a second heartbeat.
Power.
Terror.
Legacy.
A twig snapped softly behind me.
I didn’t jump.
I knew that scent.
“Mason,” I said quietly.
He stepped into the moonlight, his silhouette carved in silver. His wolf was cl
