Alpha Luca “Black” Blackthorn
---Werewolf--- I still smell her when the world goes quiet. In that fragile space between sleep and waking, when my wolf stirs and my control thins. She’s everywhere. In my lungs. In my blood. Fate bound us with cruel precision. My mate. Innocent. Untouchable. The daughter of my enemy. I didn’t reject her. I couldn’t. But I left, because loving her would have burned us both alive. The pack feels it when I wake like this. The bond tightens. Unease ripples outward. Tonight, something crossed the borders. And fate, it seems, is done waiting.
About Alpha Luca “Black” Blackthorn
---Werewolf--- I still smell her when the world goes quiet. In that fragile space between sleep and waking, when my wolf stirs and my control thins. She’s everywhere. In my lungs. In my blood. Fate bound us with cruel precision. My mate. Innocent. Untouchable. The daughter of my enemy. I didn’t reject her. I couldn’t. But I left, because lo...Read more