Se connecterRavena's POV
Erik reached for his paper.
He wrote one word and held
Ravena's POV Erik reached for his paper.He wrote one word and held it up.And the room went absolutely silent.Everyone was looking at the paper Erik held up. I could not see it from where I stood near the doorway, but I did not need to. I could read it in the faces
Ravena's POV The guard looked at me for just a second too long, like he was deciding whether to argue. But one look from me settled that quickly enough.He turned and walked back toward the gates.I straightened up and stood beside Erik. The road was quiet around us. A bird called from somewhere in the trees along the compound wall. Erik stared at the gate with his hands loose at his sides, his breathing slow, the
Ravena's POV I read the letter twice before I folded it along its original crease and set it down on the table in front of me, because if I held it any longer I was going to do something with my hands that I would regret.Erik was standing a few feet away. He had not moved since the guard came back. He had watched me read the letter with those quiet eyes, reading my face the way he always did when he could not read the room any other way.
The beta Caden rode hard and arrived at the Crestfall Pack before nightfall.He had delivered difficult news before as it came with the position. But standing at the gates of that compound, looking up at a house that had the particular stillness of a place where grief had moved in and never left, he felt the weight of what he was carrying more than usual.A servant led him inside without a word.Alpha Devrin was in
King Alaric's POV I leaned back in my chair and looked at the ceiling for exactly three seconds. Long enough to think but short enough that Cedric would not mistake it for uncertainty."We hold her," I said.Cedric blinked. "Your Majesty?""Astrid stays where she is.
King Alaric's POVI was in the middle of reviewing border reports when Elder Cedric walked in.He did not knock. He never knocked when the news was urgent, and I had long since stopped expecting it from him. The man had served my father before me, and he carried that history like armour. It gave him a particular kind of boldness that I tolerated because it was always earned."Your Majesty," he said, closing the door
Ravena's POVI leaned back in my chair, letting the noise of the banquet wash over me. The laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. It all felt distant, like I was watching it from somewhere far away.My eyes drifted across the room, taking in faces. Officials. Wa
Ravena's POVI turned to Evander, expecting to see understanding or maybe even reassurance. But instead, his face had gone completely still. His jaw was tight, and his eyes suddenly hard."What does my mother want?" he asked, his voice sharp enough to startle the serva
Ravena's POV"I feel nothing," I said simply.And it was true.I felt nothing at all.Their betrayal had drained every last drop of mercy from me. Every last ounce of compassion. I had nothing left to give them. No pity. No sympathy. No regret.Watching Lucien take those lashes had not brought me j
Evander's POVThe border reports were spread across my desk in neat stacks. They contained numbers, casualties, supply lines, and territory markers. I had been staring at them for hours, trying to make sense of what we had gained and what we had lost.Even though the war was over, the work never en







