Skye's POV
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
For a long moment, I couldn’t even breathe. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me—summoning a ghost I hadn’t been able to exorcise from my thoughts. But this wasn’t a dream or a memory.
Damian was here.
And not just him, his entire pack.
The news came to me like a blade to the chest. “Alpha Damian Wolfe has crossed our borders,” one of the palace guards informed us breathlessly. “They’ve launched a surprise attack on the outer gate. His warriors are engaged with our sentries.”
My heart stopped.
“No,” I whispered. “That’s impossible.”
It had only been a few nights ago. I saw him during the celebration, standing among the crowd at the Moonlight Plaza, cloaked but unmistakable. Our eyes met across the distance. His, filled with longing; mine
