LUCIAN SLADE

Fear.

It was an expression I knew very well. From the trembling hands to the shaky breath, it was never difficult to identify. My brows gradually furrowed when I noticed how Aurora looked so frightened and stiff as her father wrapped his arms around her for the second time.

Alpha Stormson whispered into her ears with that fake smile plastered across his face, but the blood drained from hers. Whatever he said was not pleasant, and the way her shoulders tensed told me she ...