The air around them was thick with tension, the remnants of his fury still crackling in the atmosphere. His golden eyes remained locked on Ryan, wide and innocent in Annie's arms, but there was no mistaking the truth. He was his child.
His son.
A mix of emotions surged through Damien, hitting him like a tsunami. Rage coursed through his veins. Betrayal stung deep. But beneath the anger, beneath the hurt, there was something even stronger—an overwhelming sense of love. His wolf howled within him, recognising the connection instantly, its instincts flaring to life.
