Lucian stood at the edge of the training ground, watching Ella spar with a seasoned warrior. Her moves were now fast and strong, her confidence growing every day.
But what hurt him most was her smile—the smile she only gave to Damian.
His chest tightened, and his spirit shook. She would never smile like that at him.
He saw Damian step closer, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. Ella laughed, her eyes shining as their spirits connected.
Lucian’s heart ached, his hands clenched. Why did it have to be Damian? Why couldn’t it be him?
He hasn't found his mate yet. He hoped the moon goddess would mate him with Ella the first time he sets his eyes on her, but she disappointed him.
He turned away, torn between his loyalty to Damian and his own feelings for Ella. He loved her, but
