Aaron’s POV

Last night, the villa’s lights dimmed gradually, and Elin finally fell asleep under Fiona’s soothing.

She curled up on the bed, her brows slightly furrowed, even in dreams carrying a hint of wariness.

Istha’s awakening had made her stronger, but also more distant—she was no longer the little Kitten who needed my protection, but an Alpha queen ready to spread her wings.

I sat by the bed, gently stroking her hair, the silky touch twisting my heart like a knife. Our ...