Chapter 31: The Alpha of Ashes
Justin Crimean has become something whispered about.
A warning.
A ghost story told to reckless wolves.
They say he doesn't sleep.
He tears through enemies like a man with nothing left to lose.
That he once loved—
And whatever happened to that love… turned him into this.
He stands at the edge of the Rodriguez estate, jaw tight, silver eyes colder than winter.
"I'm here for diplomacy," he tells his Beta.
It's a lie.
He's here because something pulled.
A faint, familiar ache in his chest.
Something he hasn't felt this strongly in years.
Something he shouldn't still feel.