Evening light slanted through the high windows, painting the indoor training grounds in soft orangy rays. Training had just ended, leaving the large room completely empty.
A large wolf paced back and forth, its black fur glittering as a soft breeze blew against it.
Being the Alpha's son came with many privileges, and yet Dart never for once felt content with his position. When it came to the one thing he desired the most, he was utterly helpless.
Last night only further proved how powerless he was at doing anything to help Camelia. His first instinct was to go to her when the alarm went off, but instead he followed his father to fight and only went to check on her when the fight was over.
How she managed to defend herself against that Lycan was still a mystery to him. He himself would
