Chapter 193. This Is Aria’s Room

Alexander’s POV

The car fell silent after Summer’s question about Lyra.

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, watching the sleeping girls in the rearview mirror before answering.

“I wish I knew,” I finally said, keeping my voice low. “It’s been five years of searching with no answers.”

Summer turned to me, her face half-illuminated by passing streetlights.

Even now, the sight of her stirred something primal in me—a need to protect, to possess, to cherish. My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, constantly alert in her presence.

I nodded grimly. “Alpha Lucian Cross was my prime suspect. That bastard was Lyra’s mate. When she disappeared...”

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