LOGINHUNTER'S POV.Murphy hesitated, too long.Hope noticed too, I could feel her attention sharpen beside me.“Enough to leave scars,” Murphy said finally.That was not good enough. Not nearly.I leaned forward towards Murphy.“Specifics.”He exhaled slowly, then nodded his head, his expression deep with worry.“The war between the packs in the past was brutal, your majesty.”My jaw tightened. I heard that already, nothing new in it.I nodded. “And?”Murphy looked directly at me.“You led it.”The words landed heavily. I felt them settle in my chest like stone even though I already knew that much from all what Garvin told me last night.But hearing it from one of my own elders made it different_morw real. It confirmed what Gravin said in ways I wasn't ready to accept.“And according to Garvin,” I said carefully, “that war ended because I took something from Magnus.”The room went still and fot a moment no one answered.That silence told me everything. Not only was Garvin telling the truth
HUNTER'S POV.Morning came faster than I would have wanted it to. I realized I was far from prepared.The meeting hall was already tense before I spoke.I sat at the head of the long table, my hands resting flat against its cold surface, my eyes moving slowly across the faces of the elders seated before me, some looked calm, some looked impatient, and some looked exactly the way I expected—skeptical.Hope sat at my right.Her presence steadied me more than anyone could ever know.The events of the night before still weighed heavily on me, Garvin’s words.The bodies in the morgue, the memory fragments that still refused to make sense, and the truth I had not told anyone else in this room—that I was expected to lead them into a war tied to actions I could barely remember.I pushed that thought aside quickly fo now. Now was not the time for doubt.I straightened slightly in my chair and looked around the table.“You all know why you’ve been called here this morning,” I said.My voice ech
HUNTER'S POV. I stayed still for a long time after that, just listening to her breathing, while fighting my own thoughts. My wolf stayed quiet too as even he knew this was not something to interrupt. But my mind would not stop, it kept pulling everything together in ways I didn’t like. My jaw tightened. I turned my head slightly to look at Hope. She was still asleep, peaceful, safe. And for some reason… that made the guilt worse. Because if what Garvin said was true, then everything happening now was connected to m. To something I did, something I don’t remember. I closed my eyes again, slower this time. This time I didn’t see flashes. I saw nothing, and that was worse. Because even my mind was refusing to show me the truth. I let out a slow breath and whispered to myself. “What did I do…” My voice was barely there, but it felt heavy in the silence. Hope did not hear me, she only turned slightly in her sleep, her hand brushing against my arm. I looked at her hand for a
HOPE'S POV.“You see things I miss when I’m… in my head.” Hunter said.That made me study him for a second.He didn’t say “weak.” he didn’t say “lost.” but I heard what he meant anyway. I nodded once.“Then I’ll be there,” I said.Something in his expression softened slightly at that. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Enough that I felt it.The silence returned again after that.Hunter leaned back slightly again, pulling me with him so I was resting against his chest once more.His hand rested at my back again, and this time it didn’t move much, it just stayed there.After a while, I heard his voice again, quieter than before.“If Garvin is right…” he said.I didn’t interrupt.“…then this is already bigger than we think.”I closed my eyes briefly, and then nodded slowly.“I know,” I replied softly.His fingers tightened slightly on my shoulder.“And we’re still missing pieces.”I nodded again. “Yes. Yes we are.”There was another pause, then he spoke again.“I don’t like not having c
HOPE'S POV.The room was quiet in a way that felt different from before.Not the heavy silence of danger.Not the sharp silence of tension.This one… was softer, still full of everything that had happened, but no longer pushing at us from the outside.Just sitting with us instead.Hunter’s arm was around me.Not tight like before.Not like he was holding on for control, more like he had finally stopped fighting the moment.I lay against his chest, listening to his breathing slowly even out.Mine was still catching up.My body still felt like it was remembering everything that had just passed between us, but my mind was already trying to move forward again.That was always the problem.Nothing ever stayed in one place.Not even peace.Hunter’s fingers moved slightly against my back, absentminded at first, then still again, like he was trying to decide if he was allowed to relax.I stayed quiet for a while.et him stay like this.Let us stay like this, even if it's just for a little whi
HOPE'S POV.The water around us was warm, but the silence between us felt heavier than it should have been.Hunter hadn’t spoken in a while.At first, I thought he was just thinking. Processing everything Everything we had seen.But then I felt it.Something changed in him.His body tensed slightly beneath the water. His breathing shifted. Slower at first… then uneven.“Hope,” he said finally.His voice was low.Not like before. Not controlled.This one sounded… weak and broken.I turned to him immediately.“What is it, Hunter?” I asked softly.He didn’t look at me at first.His eyes stayed fixed somewhere ahead, like he was staring at something I couldn’t see.Then he exhaled.A long, heavy breath.“This is my fault,” he said.I frowned slightly.“What is?”He finally turned to me, and what I saw in his eyes made my chest tighten.Guilt. Deep, raw, heavy guilt.“All of it,” he said. “The bodies. The woods. The war coming on us, everything Garvin said...Everything. It's all my fault
HUNTER’S POV.I sat in the meeting room.The elders from the royal pack sat across from me.Three of them.Their expressions were calm… but not relaxed.Respectful… but firm.Like they had already decided how this conversation would go.“We need to discuss this matter further, my King,” one of them
HOPE'S POV.My eyes almost popped out of their sockets in shock.It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It wasn’t mutual. It was aggressive, demanding, desperate. My body froze for a second, shock rooting me to the spot.Then my hands shot up. I shoved him hard across the chest.“Don’t—ever—do that again!” I scr
HOPE'S POV.The night felt quieter than usual.Not peaceful. Just… still.I sat on the wooden bench just outside the house, my hands resting in my lap, fingers loosely intertwined. The air was cold against my skin, but I barely felt it. My mind had been too loud for hours now, drowning out everythi
HOPE’S POV.The moment Hunter stormed out on the elders, I knew this wasn’t going to be easy.He didn’t just walk into the house—he stormed in.His movements were sharp, tense, filled with anger that hadn’t settled even a little since we left the elders outside. The door slammed shut behind us with







