Darius heard the tremor in Roselyn’s voice before he even turned his head. It wasn’t just nerves anymore—there was pain in her tone, a raw edge of disbelief that made him immediately alert.
His sister stood rigid beside him, her fingers gripping the stem of her wine glass so tightly he feared it might shatter. Her face had gone pale beneath the warm glow of the chandeliers, her lips parted as though she were trying to breathe but couldn’t.
Following the line of her gaze, Darius’s eyes landed on a tall man across the room. Recognition was immediate. Calvin. Silverblade’s beta. The second most powerful wolf in this territory. He stood behind Alpha Michael and Luna Kathy like a sentinel, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd—until they found Roselyn.
“Roselyn,” Darius said quietly, his voice l
