Lucian’s POV

Everything here felt wrong. But the one place I truly cared about was still there.

A few years ago after I bought this from Ryan, I’d had the heavy cement around this specific plot of land broken and hauled away. I couldn't bear the thought of her being under all that weight. I’d built a simple grave, a place of peace, and planted wildflowers that somehow managed to survive in the middle of this industrial graveyard.

I knelt in the dirt, the silence of the terminal pressing against my ears. For a few seconds, the Alpha of Moonflower was gone. I was just that little boy again, the...