Lysander was before me, a ghost from a past life I had long forgotten. The last time I saw his smug smile, he had betrayed everything our pack stood for, and it wasn't enjoyable. "What's wrong, Alpha?" Lysander drew back, advancing a step. "I think you've seen a ghost." With my wolf growling just below the surface, I bared my teeth. "Why have you come here?" "Me?" He cocked his head in jest. “Darius, this is the moment I've been waiting for. I'm waiting to remind you that you have blood on your hands.”Next to me, Maya tensed up. It wasn't time to explain, but I could feel her eyes on me, asking questions. I stepped ahead of her and hissed, "You're trespassing. And you understand the meaning of that." "Oh, I do." Lysander grinned, but it stopped short of his eyes. “But, tonight, this isn't about pack rule or territory. It's about you. About finishing what, we started. The memories clambered to the surface, uninvited and unrelenting. There had been a time when Lysander an
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