RYKER’S POV

Winter had arrived. Standing by the window of my study, with my hands in my pockets, I stared blankly at the bustling pack on the fields. Amidst the weather, the pack was brimming with energy and life. It had been over a month since Lyra left, and every part of me craved her earnestly. Rider would not stop clawing inside me to go get his mate. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to. But I was not just Alpha alone.

There was so much responsibility in structuring the realm after ...