Orion
The night air is sharp against my skin as I stand on the edge of Kaelen’s territory. The scent of pine, rain, and her drifts through the clearing like smoke. Every muscle in my body tightens, every memory I’ve buried claws its way back to the surface.
Nyx. Not the girl I left bleeding in the dust. Not the trembling omega I refused to call mine. The woman she’s become moves through this pack like a storm in human form. And I can’t look away. I watch her from the ridge overlooking the training field.
The floodlights slice through the mist, catching the sheen of sweat on her skin as she sparred earlier with Kaelen. Her movements so precise, lethal, controlled, still echoes in my head. Her wolf hums in the air even now, the faint shimmer of emerald flickering in her eyes when she tur
