The full moon reigned in the firmament, a silver lantern that poured its light over the shadowy forest surrounding the mansion of the Shadow Brothers pack. From the window of his office, Lucian stood motionless, like a statue carved in stone. His golden eyes, intense like liquid fire, scrutinized the horizon with a mixture of contained fury and insatiable yearning. Inside his mind, his wolf, Luca, roared with impatience, a constant echo that kept him on the edge of the abyss.
"How much longer are you going to pretend you don't care?" Luca's voice resonated in his mind, loaded with mockery and defiance. "You know this isn't about the pack, or power. All of this is because of her. It's always been because of her."
