My mate’s sister Selene, the last purebred white wolf in Stormcliff, was dead.She had been with pup when she climbed the highest tower of Blackrock Keep on a stormy night. Guards said she stood barefoot in the rain, her white cloak whipping behind her like broken wings, before she hurled herself into the darkness.By the time they found her, snow around her was red. Her wolf was shattered. The pup she carried never had a chance.Before Selene died, she sent one last whisper through the pack bond. Only I heard it.“Lyra saw him.”From that day, I became Stormcliff’s greatest sinner.Everyone knew what it meant. I had seen the wolf who drove Selene to her death. I knew his face, his scent, his name. Yet when the elders demanded the truth, I said nothing.For two years, I kept the secret.Alpha Aldric, my father-in-law, once knelt before me, hands trembling.“Lyra, tell me who took my daughter.”Luna Marla clutched my dress, sobbing.“She was carrying a pup. How can you know and remain s
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