Alpha Draven's Regret: The Return of His Rejected Mate
Father doesn’t talk much about the old days anymore, but sometimes, when the moon is full, and he sits on the balcony alone, I see it in his face, the ghosts, the memories, the weight of being Alpha Draven.
He doesn’t know I watch him.
He doesn’t know that every time he howls, I listen.
Because one day, I’ll be the one standing where he stands.
And when that day comes, I want to be the kind of Alpha who leads with love, not fear.
Lydia says the moon marked me for something great, that the silver flames I carry aren’t just power, but purpose. I don’t fully understand it yet, but when I train, when my energy burns and lights up the clearing, I feel it, that pulse of destiny.
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