Harley’s P.O.V.

Carlos’s voice was so raw, so unguarded that it pierced straight through my heart. I could feel his guilt and pain as my own, his every word dripping with raw honesty. He wasn’t an alpha or a calculative leader while pouring his heart out in front of me. In that moment, he was just Carlos. The man whose one glance captivated me completely at the moon bar that night.

He spoke in a shaky voice, his tone deep yet laced with countless emotions.

“You remained patient with me, Harley. You compromised; you gave me chance after chance to become better.”

His jaw clenched as his crimson eyes darkened....