Elin’s POV：

“Alpha Grayson? What are you doing here—was it a coincidence?” My voice trembled with disbelief.

The man who stepped through the doorway carried with him a kind of inborn elegance, a quiet nobility that filled the air around him. It was none other than Grayson Hamilton, Alpha of the Ice Moon Pack.

The sight of him—the man I had once used as nothing more than a shield—sent a peculiar warmth flooding through me. A bittersweet ache rose in my chest, as though, for one ...