Magnus POV The morning haze hadn’t lifted yet when I returned from patrol. I could feel the air was unclear, reflecting how the land itself still resented the unrest among the Pack. I walked through the central villa’s courtyard, flanked by stone statues of our ancestors—they were judging me. I didn't care. My mind was far from Pack politics, though. It wandered, as it often did, to her. Celeste.Where was she now? Was she safe? Was she thinking of me the way I thought of her every damn minute of the day?The sharp click of high heels on marble broke my trance.“Magnus!”I stopped, getting annoyed already before I even turned. I’d know that voice anywhere. Lily.She approached in a form-fitting ivory suit, hair perfectly styled, red lips curled into an eager smile that screamed self-interest more than affection. She looked polished, poised—and irritatingly pleased with herself.“Good morning my Alpha,” she chirped, as though her daily intrusions were normal. “Busy day ahead?”I narr
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