Chapter 8

Elara's POV

Lucian's eyes stayed on mine.

Please don't recognize me.

My fingers tightened around the fabric of Felix's jacket.

Six years had changed me. My hair was no longer dark. The scar that had covered half my face was gone. Even my eyes looked different now, paler than they used to be.

There was no reason he should know me.

Something stirred deep inside my chest. A low, strange rumble.

I froze.

What was that?

For a second, it almost felt like—

No.

I didn't have a wolf. Mine had never awakened.

My stomach twisted again.

Hunger.