The Shadowborn Alpha stood at the edge of the clearing, his piercing silver eyes locked onto Sienna.
He was massive, a head taller than Darius, his presence radiating something ancient and terrifying. His dark armor, laced with intricate symbols, glowed faintly under the moonlight, as if woven with shadows themselves.
Sienna's breath hitched. This wasn't just any Alpha. This was the one from her dreams, the one whose voice had haunted her ever since the attack on her village.
Kael growled low, his body tense beside her. Darius, for the first time, didn't move immediately to attack. He studied the Shadowborn leader with a wary intensity.
The Alpha tilted his head slightly, almost amused. "She doesn't remember, does she?"
Sienna's heart pounded.
Darius stiffened. "Remember what?"
The Shadowborn Alpha's lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. "Oh, this is interesting."
A flicker of something passed through Darius's expression, but it was gone before she could place it.
