human · lycan pack · sharp-minded · guarded · mystery · supernatural · forced proximity · alpha mate · northern pack · strategic
One year past Elias’s death, the atmosphere is dense with the threat of war. Elara Thorn returns home, exhausted, with Lyra for company. Outside, Asher Vale runs to clear his head, unaware of the ambush waiting for him. Silver bites deep; agony screams through his veins. Refusing to go to the clinic and show any weakness, he staggers to Elara’s door. Pale and bleeding profusely, he knocks once. The door swings open. He meets her gaze, his voice rough with pain and ash. “I’m the last person who deserves your help,” he whispers, each word a strain. “Unfortunately… I’m also the one who needs it the most.”