Evelyn POV The ride back to the palace felt longer than any journey I had ever taken, even though the road was familiar and the horses moved swiftly. No one spoke, not a single soul. The sound of hooves striking against the cobblestone should have been comforting, but it echoed like a distant omen, casting a suffocating heaviness over us. Even the wind seemed to have lost its voice. No laughs, no sighs, no casual remarks from the guards. Just silence. A dreadful, unsettling silence. I kept staring out the carriage window, watching the trees blur past in endless shades of green, but my thoughts were miles away, hovering over one person. Dino. I could still see his back as he honored his promise to leave for the Black Mountain. Brave, determined, but painfully alone. He didn’t even look back. When the palace finally came into view, I expected the tension to ease a little, but if anything, it only grew thicker. The moment we stepped through the gilded gates, Lilian began pacing.
Lykan’s POV The stone hallway was unusually quiet, the soft echo of my boots against the polished marble the only sound filling the space. The day had been long, and all I wanted was the comfort of my chamber, some silence, some solitude, maybe the warmth of Elena beside me. But as I rounded the last curve toward our room, something caught my attention. The door was already open. And then there they were. Elena stepped out first, her hair spilling over her shoulders in loose waves, the faintest trace of concern on her face. But she wasn’t alone, Cael was right beside her, his tiny hands gripping hers with surprising determination. No more than gripping, he was dragging her, pulling with all the stubborn force only a child could muster, his small feet padding quickly against the carpet. Hey, hold it there! I called out, my voice echoing slightly down the corridor. Where are you both rushing to? Or, I let a teasing smirk tug at my lips. Did you win a medal? Cael’s head snapped t
Lykan POVI carried Cael gently in my arms, his little head pressed against my chest. His breaths were soft, calm, and innocent. The hallway to his room was silent, the torches along the walls flickering quietly like tired sentinels keeping watch. All around us was stillness, but my mind was nowhere near still.Too many things were happening at once: Elena’s fragile reunion with Sophia, the growing tension in the air, and now, Mira.Cael stirred slightly when I laid him on his bed. A faint smile showed on his face, as though he were wrapped in a peaceful dream. I brushed my palm through his hair and adjusted the blanket over him.Sleep, little warrior, I whispered. You’ve seen enough for today.I waited for a few more seconds until I was sure he had settled completely. Then I stood, exhaled softly, and stepped out of the room, closing the door with a gentle click.As I made my way back to our chambers, my steps were steady but my thoughts were racing. Elena had been quiet, too quie
Elena POV Days had bled into nights, and nights had bled into restless dawns since Sophia’s letter had arrived. I hadn’t been myself. The pack noticed it, how my focus wandered in meetings, how my scent shifted with unspoken tension, how even the moonlight no longer felt like a balm but an interrogator. I told myself Sophia didn’t deserve this much space in my mind. She had wronged me, gods, in ways so deep that I could barely speak them aloud without tasting the lingering memories of old betrayal. And yet… I had always longed for her apology. When her letter came, I thought closure would follow. Instead, it cracked something open in me, a wound I thought had scarred over. Now, every time I closed my eyes, her handwriting appeared like claw marks across my mind. Why did it affect me so much? I sat at my vanity, staring at the reflection in the mirror. My wolf’s amber eyes gleamed faintly in the dim light, betraying my inner unrest. With a sigh, I pushed away from the chair and
Sophia POV The cold night air clung to my skin like an unwelcome reminder of how long I’d been sitting here. The moon had already climbed high, silver light spilling over the courtyard stones, but there was still no sign of Elena. My hands fidgeted with the straps of my bag, the scent of my leftover dried meat and flour bread filled the air, yet beneath it lingered something sharper, anticipation mixed with dread. Every creak of the iron gate, every distant footstep made my heart skip, only for disappointment to set in when it wasn’t her. Maybe that lady was right. Maybe Elena truly didn’t want to see me. The thought cut very deeply than claws. I lowered my gaze to the ground, trying to swallow the ache rising in my throat. I’d come this far, through dark woods, past the border guards, heart pounding with the fear of rejection but what if this was all for nothing? What if my presence here was just reopening wounds she’d rather forget? The hour was getting late, and in a pack th
Dino POV After telling my people that I would go for Sophia alone, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Their eyes widened as if I had just declared I was walking into the jaws of death, shock, and worry. A silence heavy enough to crush words before they could be spoken. They didn’t understand at first, and I couldn’t blame them. To them, this was reckless borderline madness. But to me, this wasn’t just a mission. It wasn’t politics or pack strategy. This was personal. This was my fight, my heart’s last stand, and I had to fight it alone. I appreciate your concern, I’d told them, meeting each gaze with steady resolve. But this is not a battle to be fought with claws and teeth, it’s a battle of the heart. And that, I touched my chest, feeling the slow, heavy thud of my pulse, is mine alone to win. Even then, I could see the doubt in their eyes, the fear that I would come back empty-handed or not come back at all. One by one, they stepped forward, giving their goodbyes, not the c