Aria's POV:
My heart stopped.
I recognized the face. Not just because we had talked, or because we had been introduced before, but because I had seen him practically everyday as I was growing up.
"Beta... Tristan?"
The words fell from my mouth before I could stop them
The man smiled.
"Finally," he said as satisfaction shone in his gray eyes. "You recall myself."
I stared at him in disbelief. For as long as I could recall, Tristan had worked under Alpha Victor, the man I had come to think was my father. He was always quiet and respectful. The sort of man that hardly smiled. The kind of man nobody questioned.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered.
He started to grin more broadly.
"I came to finish what should have been done eighteen years ago."
I froze in shock. The fresh banda
