Chapter 342

Faelan's POV

A gentle knock at the door, followed by the delicate scent of wildflowers, jolted both me and my wolf from the pit of despair we’d sunk into. I sat slouched over my desk, head buried in my hands, drowning in the ache of what I’d lost.

“Faelan? Can we come in?”

Lia’s voice drifted softly...