From Slave to Queen, Yet Never His Luna
Three years later—they came back.
Alpha Marcus knelt before me, his voice trembling.
“Come home with us… please?”
Liam knelt through the night.
“Nina, I regret it. Forgive your brother…”
Cole came straight from the battle field, soaked in blood, his eyes red and wet.
“Look at me. Just pity me one more time, will you?”
I said nothing.
Because my heart had already died during those three years.
Later, another Alpha stood at my side.
I was the only one in his eyes.
I smiled.
Those people I used to know only dared to watch from afar.
They didn’t even dare to come close.