Lyanna’s POV

I walked closer to him, unafraid that he might switch up on me or decide to end my life right there. Strangely, that thought didn’t even cross my mind. At that moment, all I wanted was for him to feel seen, not as a king or an Alpha, but as a man.

My steps faltered when I reached him. Up close, his face held me captive. The scar that cut down from the corner of his eye to his cheek didn’t diminish his beauty, it only deepened it. His features were striking, sharp, yet ...