Chapter Forty-Six – Losing It
Osiris Long had weathered many storms as Pine Wood’s Alpha. He had fought battles that turned rivers red, buried brothers beneath the soil, and stood unshaken through the fiercest winters. But nothing had prepared him for the moment his eyes fell upon Evandra.
The spark. That searing jolt of recognition that snapped into his veins the instant their hands brushed. Osiris clenched his jaw to keep from reacting.
It was impossible. She smelled of another Alpha’s claim—the sharp, icy thread of Tristan Walker was tangled all over her skin. And yet, the bond was there, undeniable and burning.
He said nothing. Not yet. War loomed, and the Moon Goddess had a cruel sense of timing. If Tristan was to fall, perhaps the Goddess was shifting the pieces already, setti
