Mason’s POV
The day had been heavy, the weight of everything pressing on my shoulders, and I knew I needed to escape—if only for a moment. I needed to get away from the pack’s turmoil, the looming war, and the mysteries surrounding my father. My thoughts constantly tangled around Kiana's home, the one thing in my life that gives me joy because it's filled with pleasurable moments.
I didn’t expect answers or clarity at her house, but maybe, just maybe, there was a semblance of peace to be found there.
As I walked down the quiet street, my mind raced with thoughts of the Lycan King, my father’s secrets, and the prisoner’s warnings. The question gnawed at me, relentless and suffocating: what had my father done? And why was it bringing so much destruction?
Kiana had been a source of comf
