MasukHOPE'S POV.The moment we stepped out of the council hall, the air around us changed.It was no longer just tension sitting beneath the surface. It had risen now, settled into the walls, and spread through the castle like something alive. People were moving as usual—guards at their posts, servants passing through corridors, warriors training in the courtyard—but there was a difference I could not ignore.They felt it too.Hunter did not pause to acknowledge any of it, he moved forward immediately, his stride fast, his presence shifting into something sharper than before. Whatever doubt had been weighing on him earlier had been pushed aside. What remained now was more important than anything else anyone could have to say, and that was the safety of this pack. “Double the patrols along the entire boundaries around the pack grounds.” he ordered without slowing. His voice carried easily down the corridor. “No fixed routes. Rotate positions every two hours do I make myself clear?!"The gu
HUNTER'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
HUNTER'S POV.Her head rested beneath my chin. Her breathing was still uneven.“Don’t touch me…” she whispered suddenly, her body tensing.I tightened my hold gently.“It’s me,” I said immediately. “It’s Hunter. You’re safe.”Slowly, her body relaxed again. That hurt. Not anger. Something worse. Sh
HOPE'S POV. My mother sobbed harder. “Amber is not even in the ground,” my father continued, “and you’re already embarrassing this family.” “I’m not embarrassing anyone,” I said firmly, my brow pulled into a frown. “You brought in a man who fought with the Alpha at your sister’s funeral!” My fr
HOPE’S POV.We did not stop walking until Derek was no longer in sight.My chest was still rising too fast. My heart was still beating hard from everything that had just happened. The whispers from the pack members followed us as we walked down the hallway of the pack house, but I refused to look b
HUNTER'S POV.She led me to the medical bay.The room was quiet. The smell of antiseptic and detergent filled the air.Hope closed the door gently behind us.For a moment, we just stood there.Then she turned to me.“Sit,” she said softly.Again, I obeyed without hesitation.She grabbed a cloth and







