I looked up at Lucian, confusion etched on my face. "Who is Elara?" I asked.
Lucian's expression changed, and he realized whom he had just called me. "I'm sorry, I meant to say Isla," he said, trying to cover.
But I shook my head. "No, I want to know who Elara is. Because my wolf name is Elara," I said, my voice firm.
“You've hit your head, haven't you?”Lucian chuckled, looking at me like I was crazy. "You've forgotten your pack of the Delta Wolf, and they are human. You're human, you don't have a wolf. You're no werewolf."
I looked at him, my eyes locked on his. "I'm a wolf. I have a wolf," I said, my voice steady.
Lucian's expression changed, and he looked at me like I was a puzzle he couldn't solve. "What are you talking about?"
I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash
