★Nuel's POV★
Eryndor
I was standing at the edge of the cliff, the wind howling through the trees below, carrying the scent of pine, blood and betrayal. I had been waiting for Fenric of IronClaw Pack — the Alpha who had once sworn his life to me, the man who had once promised the world at my feet. He had asked for this meeting. To negotiate, he had said. But I knew better. Fenric never negotiated — he commanded.
It had been months since I ended things with him. Months since he had gotten mated to his Luna, Evadne — Ariadne's twin sister. He had sworn he wouldn't let it happen. He had told me his parents were forcing him, that Evadne was nothing to him, that the Moon Goddess had made a mistake. He had promised that no matter what, he would honor our bond, not hers. He said he would make me Luna of IronClaw, that I would rule beside him once our packs merged and the North bent to his will like he planned to form.
But he lied.
