LOGINRavena's POV I held Erik, my tears soaking into his hair."I'm so sorry," I whispered over and over. "I'm so sorry. This is my fault. All of it."Erik pulled back slightly and looked at me with those haunted eyes. Then he shook his head and reached for the paper and the brush again, his hand still trembling from exhaustion.
Ravena's POV After our discussion, Evander sent for a physician.An older man arrived within the hour, carrying a worn leather bag, and moving with the calm efficiency of someone who had seen everything.He examined Erik thoroughly, checking his injuries, his leg, his throat, his overall condition.
Ravena's POV We rode without stopping. Without rest. Without mercy for ourselves or the horses.The journey to Ironhold would normally take a full day. But we covered the distance in half that time.By the time the city walls came into view, the horses were lathered with sweat. We were exhausted, but none of that mattered.
Ravena's POV Evander's words broke something inside me.All the grief I had buried. All the pain I had locked away. All the guilt I had carried for years.It all came pouring out."My brother," I gasped between tears. "He might have left someone behind. A son. His fle
Ravena's POV After the meeting ended, I couldn't bear to be around anyone, so I walked to the balcony and sat on the stone bench overlooking the gardens.My thoughts were a tangled mess, filled with the elders' words, the discussion of heirs, and the memories of my family.All of it swirled together until I could not separate one thought from another.
Ravena's POV The situation with Princess Elara escalated far beyond what anyone expected.Despite my decision not to reveal the truth publicly, despite knowing she was just a pawn manipulated by Duchess Marianne, the damage was already done.Rumours had spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom with twisted stories. And Princess Elara at the center of it all.
Ravena's POVAt that moment, I just stood frozen in place, hoping he would say something else. Hoping he would not.Then his voice returned smoothly. “I do hope Lucien stands beside you when we ride out.”And just like that every trace of warmth in my chest vanished.I blinked. “What?”He gave a sl
Ravena's POVThe moment his thumb gently wiped the blood from my cheek, everything around us faded.The clanging of metal, the screams, the growls. All of it melted into the background like a bad dream.All I could feel was him. His touch, his closeness. And the way he looked at me.That wasn’t the
Evander's POVThe ground shook under my boots as I charged forward, my silver blade in one hand and claws extended on the other. My wolf pushed at the edge of my skin, teeth bared, and blood hungry. I didn’t hold him back. I never did when war called.I cut through the first rogue with ease, my bla
Evander's POV“I miss them,” Ravena cried. “I miss my mother’s voice, my nephews’ laughter, and even the scent of my father’s cloak. I miss the way the house felt warm even when it rained.”Her fists tightened in my shirt as she leaned into me, shaking, tears soaking through my jacket.“I really mi







