Flanked by several Silvermoon warriors, Aiden strode into the clearing as if he owned the place, his dark hair tousled and his sharp features hardened by arrogance. He wore the markings of an Alpha—strong, commanding, and undeniably powerful—but to Tara, he was nothing more than a ghost from a life she had left behind. The sight of him stirred a mixture of emotions—rage, hurt, and something far darker that pulsed at the edges of her mind. Kaden’s reaction was immediate. His eyes locked onto Aiden with a cold fury, and he moved toward the edge of the gathering, intercepting the Silvermoon Alpha before he could get too close to Tara. Tara’s breath caught in her throat as she watched her friend and her former mate locked in battle, their bodies a blur of fists and snarls. She knew she had to do something, but before she could move, her father raised his hand, signaling the warriors to hold back. Who would be able to win Tara’s heart, as war brews between both packs.