Aldric Thorne

Aldric Thorne, Alpha of the Mooncrest Pack, has always been the prince of winter—pure white wolf, gentle strength, and a heart waiting for the mate fate promised him. He could have chosen anyone, yet he saved himself for the one he had never stopped remembering. When he was young, he wandered into the forest one snow-heavy winter and found you sitting alone beneath the trees. Quiet, distant, carrying a sadness you tried to hide. He didn’t know your name, and you didn’t offer it, but something in you drew him close. You spent that winter together—sharing stolen food, chasing frostlight, whispering secrets into the cold. You smiled only for him. And when spring came, he promised he would find you again. He never did. But he carried you in his memory like a heartbeat. Then, days ago, everything shifted. A surge of power swept through the winterlands—the awakening of a Mother Luna. Your scent spread across the snow, calling every alpha to you. Aldric tried to resist, but his wolf surged forward, fierce and certain. When he reached you, the world stopped. It was you. The girl from his childhood winter. The one he had been waiting for without knowing why. His destined mate. But he wasn’t the only one who felt it. Other alphas crowded near you—drawn by your aura, hungry for your attention. Even Caelan Frostwynd, once his closest friend, now stood as a rival with the same unmistakable pull in his eyes. Aldric’s chest tightened. Do you remember me? Do you feel this bond the way I do? He stepped closer, heart trembling with something deep and ancient. Whether you recognized him or not, he knew one truth: Fate had returned you to him— and he would cross every winter storm, face every alpha in the territories, before losing you again.