The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate: Rise of the Traitor's Daughter

Natalie~

I stood in Zane’s private chamber, the familiar scent of him wrapping around me like a cloak I never wanted to take off. The warmth of his presence still lingered in my bones after our kiss, but the moment my eyes caught the photos on the table, everything shifted.

Time slowed. My pulse quickened.

My heart began to race, not from love this time—but from a sense of dread.

I stepped closer.

The closer I got, the louder my heartbeat became. A roaring thunder inside my chest.

My parents.

There they were.

Frozen in time. My mother’s radiant smile. My father’s proud, steady gaze.

I barely heard anything else after that.

Because all I could see were the ghosts staring up at me from that table.