Seven Years Lost
On the night of the Blood Moon Pack's grand ceremony, my Alpha fiancé Ethan solemnly announced before all pack members that we would soon complete our lifelong marking.
The pack's blessings surged toward us like a tide.
My face flushed red as I pressed against his strong chest, which carried the scent of pine.
Suddenly, a figure blocked the moonlight at the temple entrance.
Ivy, my friend who had vanished five years ago, stepped inside, accompanied by a pup with eyes like stars.
Ignoring everyone's gaze, she walked straight toward us.
Her collar slowly slipped down, revealing a deep Alpha bite mark on her neck.
Under the moonlight, that mark was as shocking as a brand.
"Lucas, come to meet your father."