Juliette
Last night was… it was pure magic. I’ve spent so much time hating the curse of being the Alpha Supreme and not having Lyra, feeling different and isolated, and alone, that I never allowed myself to dream about what it would be like if I really did meet my fated mate. Truth be told, not having a wolf caused me to consider the possibility of not having a mate either.
Everyone else is living their lives oblivious to the fact that this is only a version of events. I know better than them, therefore I can’t pretend the last version of Alexander didn’t happen. And as much as Lyra begs me to, I can’t in good conscious be dumb enough to fully trust him. Regardless of how much he tried to prove to me last night that I can let my guard down. And I did, surprised and impressed by how tende
