And froze.
She stood at the window, her small frame bathed in golden daylight, and for a brief second, his breath caught. She was dressed in high-quality fabric, the deep green of the dress complementing her blonde hair, the subtle embroidery at her sleeves and hem glittering like dew in sunlight.
Her figure, once hidden behind the ill-fitted dress of the ball, was now adorned with precision, elegance, no less modest, but undeniably regal.
For a heartbeat, he couldn’t move.
She didn’t look like a pack omega anymore. She didn’t even look like someone misplaced in the castle. No, … dressed like this, glowing in that light, she looked like she belonged. Like she could be a queen. And that realization made something shift in his chest.
Something raw and terrifying.
She turned at the s
