69. Eric

Arystyn had never stopped loving him, even after she had killed him to protect herself and her inheritance. She had mourned him for months, clinging to his memories and wishing things could have been different. She had tried to move on and let go of what she thought she’d had. She had thought was her soulmate, the Alpha of the Fredrickson pack.

But he was gone. And she had accepted it.

That’s why she was shocked when she saw him again, three years later, in a crowded mall. He looked different, older, and harder, but she recognized him instantly. His eyes, his smile, his scent. It was him. Darian Fredrickson.

Arystyn was surprised when she recognized the woman with him. It was Maya! Maya whom she had trusted and loved since she had first come to her father Drake’s pack after realizing she was a werewolf.

Arystyn walked silently to the back of the alley behind where Maya and Darian were standing. Arystyn reached out a pulled Maya by the arm and into the alley. “ What the?!” Maya began b