Ronan’s POV"Your majesty.... Lady Evelyn is here," one of the guards said, his voice was firm, too firm.They said a ghost had returned. That a woman was found at the borders—filthy, broken, with silver hair and haunted eyes.I snapped my head up at him. Was he tired of living or something? How dare he try to deceive me? Did he forget who he was rying to play tricks on?I didn’t believe it.I refuse to.Of course I never believed she was dead, but her being alive too wasn't something I was prepared for either.But the guards had run in, almost breathless, their faces pale and words tumbling from their lips, saying they’d found her, I thought perhaps the years had twisted my hopes so cruelly that now they were seeing Evelyn’s ghost in every stranger.“She looks exactly like her, Alpha,” one of the guards insisted again.And that's what made me pause. They couldn't be risking their lives by lying to me.So I waited. And that was the longest I had waited in my entire life. Longer than
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