Ayla's POV
As I looked at Alpha Liam, fragmented memories of my childhood began to flow through my mind.
The lean arms that became muscular through several years of training and sparing, those innocent eyes that somehow became dark and ruthless through cruel experiences, and those lips that used to tell silly jokes about me being his Luna, have become serious and sharp throughout the years.
Why did I fail to notice their resemblance? Or is it just that I got used to burying some fragments of my tragic past, which unfortunately included my memories of him?
Alpha Liam was indeed the son of the alpha, who happened to be the second most powerful and strongest leader in the state, next to my father.
Our first and last meeting happened that night. Time was limited, and we're still young, b
