TYRONE
No matter how many days went by, I could never forget that night. The moment when everything started… It would play in my mind every now and then, keeping the memory so alive that it was hard to distinguish it from reality.
It was the anniversary of Tristan’s departure. For an entire year after he decided to up and leave, I hadn’t been able to sleep well. Most of my nights were spent awake, either mourning his loss or working my brain out to keep the pack from falling apart with the little knowledge I had.
My twin left us without guidance, and most importantly, without appointing an heir. As next in line to the throne, I was forced to step in. Without any sort of training, I took on the responsibilities he abandoned in the blink of an eye. The only thing I knew was that Alphas we
