Alpha Ronan's POV
I couldn't get Clara out of my head.
Three days had passed since Kane brought me that photo of her with Liana, and the questions kept piling up.
A woman with no records, no past, no trace of existence before she appeared half-dead at Darius's border. A woman who could fight an Alpha while drugged with enough ketamine to knock out three men.
The more I thought about it, the more I needed answers. And there was only one person who could give them to me.
"Prepare my car," I told Kane that morning. "I'm going to see Darius."
Kane raised an eyebrow. "About the western ridge?"
"Among other things."
Kane studied my face. "Alpha, is everything alright? You've been... distracted since the fight."
"I'm fine," I said curtly. "Just get the car ready."
But I wasn't fine. Th
