(Olivia's POV)

I tried to calm myself, wiping my eyes with shaking hands. The rational part of my mind knew I needed to hear this.

Alexander's golden eyes grew distant, as if he was looking into a painful past. His jaw tightened and I could see Logan stirring restlessly beneath the surface.

"Five years ago, there was a massive rogue wolf attack on our eastern border," he began, his voice heavy with old guilt. "I was poisoned that ...