-Caspian Grayson:
The moment Dad steps into the room, I feel something inside my chest finally unclench.
Not fully.
Not like the fear disappears or anything that simple.
But enough.
Enough that my lungs remember how to work again.
Because when everything is falling apart like this, there's only one person I've ever truly believed can pull things back from the edge.
He doesn't just heal people—he rebuilds them. From things most witches would already have given up on. From states that feel too far gone to even name properly.
I've seen it before.
I've seen him do things that shouldn't have been possible.
I remember the story everyone in my family knows, the one that gets told again and again whenever someone tries to explain why Dad is who he is in our lives.
My grandfather.
The former Alpha of our pack.
