Chapter 38
Sonam was expecting Luca at seven that evening, their usual study session before the big exam in two days. He had already cleared his small desk, stacked their notes neatly, and even bought two cups of instant noodles from the corner store, the cheap kind Luca liked, the kind that fit the image of a poor, struggling student perfectly.
He was just checking the clock when a sharp knock rattled his door.
That's early, he thought, crossing the room and pulling it open with a grin already forming.
The grin died instantly.
Standing in the narrow hallway outside his run-down lodge was his father. Alaric Kestrian, Alpha of the Northern Isles, dressed in a deep charcoal coat lined with silver thread, the kind of coat that probably cost more than this entire building. Behind him stoo
