(Amber's POV)
Dominic's blue eyes held mine in the dim light of our bedroom. His voice was low, almost pained as he continued the story.
"My mother had no choice. She rejected Benjamin and bonded with my father." Dominic's voice cracked slightly. "They were completely incompatible—too far apart in years, too different in temperament. It made my mother's life miserable."
I thought about the implications, about the decades of resentment this must have created. "And Benjamin never knew the truth?"
"Not until the day of the mating ceremony. When he realized he'd been deceived, that he was being mated to someone else, he toppled the moonstone altar in protest. But by then, it was too late."
My heart ached for Grace, for Benjamin, for all the lives destroyed by William's selfishness. I thought back to my own childhood, part of which was spent visiting the Blackwood Pack House, completely oblivious to this tragic history.
"I believe Ethan will use this opportunity to portray me as manip
