The Silver-Eyed Return

Five years ago, Alpha Cassian Thorne rejected me in front of the entire Crescent Academy. He said I had sold out his father's hiding place to rogue wolves. He called me poison—a girl who climbed her way up over the corpses of his family. In front of everyone, he severed our mate bond. Then he turned away and took Vivienne's hand without sparing me a single glance. The moment my soul was torn in half, I coughed up blood from the pain. Warriors dragged me out through the pack gates like I was trash. No one knew that when I left, I was carrying his child. Five years later, a plague brewed from wolfsbane swept through Blackthorn. Infected wolves collapsed one after another. Not even the pups were spared. And in the entire werewolf world, there was only one Healer left who knew how to cure that poison. Me. I returned on the night of his bonding ceremony with Vivienne. Across a courtyard full of firelight, Cassian looked at me with eyes as cold as silver dipped in poison. Then his gaze fell on the child whose hand I was holding. A child with silver eyes exactly like his— Eyes that glowed beneath the moonlight.

Oleh Stormborne Princess