Felicity
We laid alpha Dominic to rest among his ancestors, and it was undeniably a somber day for everyone involved. Drew masked his pain well, but I could sense the turmoil within him, echoing my own sorrow.
Luna Claire, on the other hand, chose not to attend her husband's funeral. The reality of his death weighed heavily on her, and while I empathize with her grief, I cannot fathom why she seeks to place the blame on me.
I felt a surge of gratitude when Drew defended me, yet it does little to change the way she regards me with such bitterness.
As soon as the burial concluded, Arnold's image dominated the media—every magazine, every article, every news broadcast. I remain uncertain about my mate's intentions regarding the Arcade pack.
At this moment, he is an enigma, reminiscent of
