Nathan’s POV

I had faced enemies on bloody battlefields. I had stood before rival Alphas, blades drawn and death seconds away. I had even stared into the eyes of wolves who wanted nothing more than to tear me apart.

But nothing compared to the fear twisting in my chest as I watched Adina’s face when I asked about her mother.

Confusion clouded her expression, but beneath it, I saw something else. Something that unsettled me more than any enemy ever could: recognition. As though some part ...