Alpha Morgan POV

I rubbed my temples, trying to massage away the growing tension in my head. This was all too much to handle. The idea that Eliza, the omega girl who had grown up under my protection, was somehow connected to the White Wolf was absurd. And yet, my son's words echoed in my mind like a constant drumbeat.

I thought back to when Luna found Eliza in the woods, a newborn without a family to claim her. We had assumed she had been abandoned and given her omega status. But now, ...