Lyssa's POV:

After my time with Michael, my childhood friend at the eatery, later that night, I made my way to that exact place where I met alpha Garrett on the night of my birthday.

The night air was cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the warmth that once enveloped me in Garrett's arms right at this spot.

The silence was profound as I stood there, lost in the world that had blossomed in my mind during those long months in a coma. Tears spilled, unbidden, tracing paths down my cheeks. ...