andra

ed and rushed to the

ld. Her eyes were clear, her face still held a touch of youthfu

ch. The phantom pain of losing my child clenched in my gut, sharp and

Ally. Jus

ave of agony down. The vulnerability in my eyes

hat smooth, deceptively gentle tone she always used,

caving. Just like I remem

a disembodied soul fli

sparsely attended affair. My fathe

rd, toasting with champagne, celeb

ne that burned itself into my

known to the pack as the "Cold-Faced Alpha," a warrior fe

, were fixed on the stone, as if he co

a low, raw whisper, repeating

were supposed

s was a tangible force, heavier a

t. My heart ached with a sharp pang, no

the pack's strongest warrior until an injury took

tle afraid of him. I th

nce. While I was chasing a phantom, a lie named Juli

iven me a second chanc

absolute, began t

my revenge. But as a lone O

ne. A mate who would stand by

ier

or in the swirling c

ourned me. In this on

is was about forging an alliance. I had

e him my Al

uld be h

lly died down. I heard foots

ng my features into a neutral mask. I slipped b

y to pay off her credit card. To help Britany avoid being scolded, she

footsteps were soft on the

ive and cloying, a scent I now as

ails digging into my palms. The small