Chapter sixty-eight

Lana

“That ring belongs to Alpha Damon. He made him his heir. I believe he also thinks he may not return.”

I stare dumbly, staring at Elder Devon in shock as he continues with a sigh.

“He also left me a letter to train Ethan to be the next Alpha, but that's never happened in history. An adopted son…without the Alpha’s gift?”

I shake my head in disbelief, his remaining words passing across my ears like a breeze. My mind reels, struggling to absorb the First Elder’s revelation. Damon’s ring…proof to his choice feels unnaturally heavy to be in Ethan’s finger.

Without a moment of doubt, I push forward, my anxiety clouding my senses. My hand reaches for Ethan’s, and my closes around the ring. With desperate determination, I pull it out of his hand.

“You cannot wear this. I won't accept that Damon won't return!” I exclaim, my voice echoing with a mixture of fear and disbelief.

The golden ring with black onyx seems like a heavy emblem of an uncertain fate. It burns in my palm as bitter tear