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Chapter 12 – The Scar

Autor: Sofia
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-26 21:08:42

She found out about the scar by accident.

It was Wednesday evening, six days into the pack house, and she was cutting through the training yard on her way back from the clinic when she heard the sharp sound of a missed step — not a fall, not quite, but the sound of someone catching themselves before one. She rounded the corner and found Julian at the far end of the yard, one hand braced against the wall, his other arm pressed to his left side.

His shirt was damp with sweat and his jaw was set i
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