Miller’s POV

I watched Isla leave the room and wished so badly that she was mine.

I could not get her out of my head and wished that things were different, but they were not different at all, and I knew that I had too just live with it now.

She belonged to Max now and I needed them both in board if I wanted my pack to be saved. I wasn't the best alpha but that was going to change.

Mora had broken me by taking away my firstborn and running off with that so called mate of hers.

Cora held my hand and squeezed it firmly, as if...