LOGIN"They'll never get tired of that story," she murmured. "Good. They should know what we went through to get here. What we survived." She pulled me to a stop, looking up at me with those eyes that still made my heart skip. "I'm glad you came for me. Even though I would have been okay eventually. I'm
"That's how you killed him?" This from Marcus, practical as always. "With the bond?" "With the bond and with magic and with determination to protect what we loved." I touched Hope's hair, then Marcus's. "To protect our future. Our chance at the family we'd been trying to build for seven lifetimes."
Chapter 159 Epilogue **Ronan's POV** "Tell us again, Papa." Hope tugged on my sleeve, her golden eyes bright in the firelight. "Tell us about the Shadow Realm." "You've heard that story a hundred times," I said, but I was already settling into the big chair by the fire. Marcus climbed into my ot
"I can't do this," I gasped as another wave of pain hit. "It's too much. I can't." "Yes, you can." Ronan's voice was steady even though I could feel his terror through the bond. "You fought Silas. You survived the Shadow Realm. You can do this." "That was easier," I groaned. He actually laughed.
The bond blazed so bright I could barely breathe. His emotions crashed into mine. Love and regret and hope and determination all tangled together. Helena turned to me. "Your vows, Lunara." My birth name. My true name. It still felt strange to hear it. I looked at Ronan and suddenly all my prepare
Chapter 158 **Evangeline's POV** The moon hung full and silver above us, so bright it hurt to look at directly. I stood at the edge of the clearing, barefoot in the grass, and tried to remember how to breathe. My dress was simple. White silk that moved like water. No train. No veil. Just me and t
**Evangeline's POV** I freeze behind the oak tree, my breath caught in my throat like a trapped bird. Ronan's voice echoes through the forest, calling my name again, and every muscle in my body screams at me to run. But there's nowhere to go. The trees are too thick here, and he's standing right o
*She is our mate,* he whimpers in the back of my mind. *She is ours.* "She's nothing," I say out loud, but the words taste like lies. *She is everything,* he argues. *She is hurt. She is angry. She is leaving us.* "Good." I grip the steering wheel harder. "Let her leave. I don't want an Omega
**Ronan's POV** My cheek still burns. I sit in my car outside the school parking lot, staring at my reflection in the rearview mirror. The red mark from Evangeline's hand is fading, but I can still feel it. Like her fingers left something behind that goes deeper than skin. I touch the spot wh
And maybe it is everything they wanted. But what about what I want? The question hits me like a punch to the gut, because I don't have an answer. I've spent so long doing what everyone expects of me that I've forgotten how to want anything for myself. Except... Except I remember the way Evange







