Lucius's POV
Martha paused, then approached me. "Alpha, Luna's family photo has been restored." She handed me a carefully framed photograph. "She sent it for repair some time ago. The delivery came here since she hadn't moved out when she arranged it."
"Family photo?" I murmured, looking down at the picture in my hands.
The moment I saw it, my fingers went white around the frame. A crushing wave of regret slammed into my chest, making it difficult to breathe. The hollow ache spread through my limbs like poison.
I finally recognized where I'd seen that little girl before—the one Matthew had shown me in that childhood photograph, the one we'd been searching for.
She had been in Viya's bedroom all along.
This family portrait had sat on her nightstand since the day we marri
