|| Lilac's POV ||

My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the empty plate in front of me. The words Alaric had spoken earlier still echoed in my ears, sending shivers down my spine. My Luna. He had called me his Luna. And Marcus, the man who had burst in earlier, had called him Alpha. Alpha. The title hung in the air like a heavy fog, clouding my thoughts and leaving me breathless.

I had known Alaric for so long, and yet I had never heard of ...