Lucas

Before I could fully process the implications, he was already outside. As I reached the door, my eyes fell upon a scene of pure horror, a sight that would change everything.

My Scar.

Rage consumed me as I watched Alpha Dickson caressing Scar’s hand. The tenderness in his eyes as he claimed what was rightfully mine ignited a primal fury within my chest.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Alpha Dickson!” I thundered, channeling my Alpha tone, but he remained unmoved.

My authority meant nothing to him. His eyes glimmered with joy as he gazed at Scar.

“I have been waiting forever,” he murmured, his thumb tracing...