The word tonight is still echoing in my head when the knock comes.It is not polite. It is not measured. It hits the study door in three fast strikes, wood against wood, urgency with knuckles behind it.My grandfather turns sharply. “Enter.”The door opens halfway and one of the inner guard wolves steps in, breathing hard, posture strained from having run under residual dominance pressure.He bows automatically toward Damien first, the motion jerky, then forces himself upright enough to speak.“Alpha. Luna. Sir,” he adds toward Damien, voice rough. “There is a problem.”My stomach drops before he says anything else.“There is always a problem,” my grandfather says. “State it.”“It is Liam.”The name hits the air like glass breaking.My heartbeat stutters. “What about him.”The guard glances at me, then back to my grandfather. “He is not in his quarters.”“That is not unusual,” my grandmother says. “He trains at odd hours.”“We checked the training wing,” the guard replies. “The yard
최신 업데이트 : 2026-02-23
