Turning at the sound of loud applause, I saw Lucky run toward me with his arms stretched wide.
I barely had a chance to reach for him before Jacob scooped him up, holding him close and pulling me into his embrace as well.
The three of us stood there — tangled together, a real family — and for the first time in what felt like forever, I realized:
This was a dream I never wanted to wake up from.
But all good dreams have a way of being interrupted.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Tori seated in the front row, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face twisted in anger and something uglier — jealousy, maybe. Resentment.
He wasn’t the man I had seen in my dreams — the proud Alpha, the leader with a heart.
He was a bitter shell, cracking from the inside out.
Jacob shifted sligh
