LOGINEvander's POV I had not meant to eavesdrop.I had only come to check on them. That was all. Just a quiet check before I retired for the night, making sure the door was secure, that Erik had settled, that Ravena was not sitting alone in the dark the way she sometimes did when the grief crept back in and she thought no one noticed.But then I heard her voice through the cracked door, and I stopped.
Ravena's POV In the days that followed, whenever Evander and I were in the same room, Erik would immediately position himself between us.If Evander tried to sit beside me, Erik would squeeze into the space, using his small body to create a barrier.If Evander reached for my hand, Erik would grab it first and hold tight.If Evander spoke to me, Erik would make those broken sounds, drawing my attention back to him.It was constant and relentless. Almost comical if it were not so heartbreaking.Evander noticed, of course. How could he not?And being the perceptive man he was, he changed his approach.He stopped moving with the commanding presence of a general and stopped filling rooms with his alpha energy.Instead, he became gentle and… soft spoken. Almost scholarly in his behaviour.He thought it would help. Thought Erik would feel less threatened.But it had the opposite effect.Erik became more agitated and fearful.He would stare at Evander with wide, terrified eyes. Like he was w
Ravena'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 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







