LOGINElara's POV
My heart climbed into my throat. I'd heard the stories about Sterling Kingscliff, the kind that got passed around at gatherings in hushed, respectful tones.
One of the strongest Alphas of his generation, known across the werewolf world for the absolute grip he held over his pack, for a discipline so total that nothing outside his own sense of order ever survived long inside Golden Crown's borders.
Say one thing, mean it completely, and expect the same from eve
Elara’s POVFor a long moment, neither of us moved. The room was quiet except for the low sound of the air conditioner and the distant traffic far below. Soft lamplight painted gold across the bed, the walls, and the hard line of his shoulders.I had asked for this.I had been the one to suggest the hotel, the privacy, the stolen hour with no one around to interrupt us.Yet now that I was standing here with Samuel looking at me, my pulse hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat.He waited so long.The thought settled heavily in my chest, warm and aching at the same time.Samuel had loved me quietly for years.He had stayed beside me without ever demanding anything from me, even when loving me meant watching me remain with Orion. He had never pressured me. Never made me feel guilty. Never tried to force me to see what he felt before I was ready. He had simply waited.Even after I finally ended things with Or
Elara's POVThe words were still hanging in the air when Mia launched herself at both of us at once.“I have a match? A real match? Next week?” Her voice cracked on the last word. She buried her face against Samuel’s shirt before turning and wrapping her arms around my waist so tightly it almost hurt.“Mom... Mom, does that mean I won't have to come back to the hospital all the time?”I laughed, the sound shaky and bright. “That’s exactly what it means, baby.”Samuel’s arm wrapped around both of us. His usual calm had completely cracked, and the smile on his face was the widest I had ever seen. “This is such great news. We finally found a perfect match.”Mia bounced between us, her golden hair flying around her face. “Can we tell Grandpa? Can we tell him right now?”Samuel kissed the top of her head. “We’re telling him in person, and we’re celebrating.”We drove back to Golden Crown, and the moment Mia saw Sterling, she ran tow
Orion's POVI stood on the gravel with the car door still open and the engine idling. Celeste faced me beneath the thin roadside light, her arms crossed, the same wounded expression she had worn for years."Was this all you?" I asked.Her head snapped up. "What are you talking about?""The kidnapping. Lily walking alone to Golden Crown after dark. Weston waiting on the exact stretch of road between our territories. The bombs. All of it. Did you orchestrate it?"She stepped back as if my words had struck her. "No. How could you even ask me that? Lily is my daughter. I would never...""Then explain it," I said, my voice low. "Lily is five. She does not know the back roads to Golden Crown. She does not leave pack land alone after dark. Weston does not wait three hours past the county line for a random child unless someone told him exactly when and where she would be.”“Explain the letter. Explain the timing. Explain why the bombs were al
Elara's POVI didn't bother with Orion anymore. Samuel's phone buzzed with a confirmation text right then, the transfer complete. He looked at Weston."Money's in your account. Cut the bombs. We're leaving."Weston laughed like they were old friends catching up. "Samuel, your idea of modern weapons is a little outdated. Who defuses anything anymore?" He pressed a button on the small device in his hand, and the countdown displays on both bombs stopped cold. He looked entirely pleased with himself. "Just toss them somewhere. Like an old backpack you don't need."Both of us were disgusted by him, the casual cruelty in his tone somehow worse than the bombs themselves had been.Even fairly sure it was safe now, Samuel still pushed me back, moved Sterling and me to a farther distance, and went alone to toss the defused explosives aside.I'll admit, watching his hand touch that thing, my heart nearly stopped in my chest, every muscle in me locked t
Elara's POV"Silverwing wants you back kneeling at the pack gates. Twenty-four hours, in front of everyone. That's the atonement Callan's asking for." Weston looked at Celeste. "Do it, and the girl walks free the second the clock runs out."Celeste dropped to her knees, not in front of Weston, but in front of Orion. "I can't go back, Ori. If I go back, Callan will kill us both the second nobody's watching. There's only one way out of this. Marry me. If I'm your Luna, I don't have to go back at all."I could see exactly what she was doing. She wanted Orion to marry her, and she wanted me standing right here to watch it happen, to see with my own eyes how much he cared about Lily, how far he'd go for the two of them.Orion looked at me, hesitant."Do what you want," I told him. "Don't worry about me. We haven't had anything between us for a long time."Lily started crying, straining against the soldier holding her, the wires on her chest shift
Elara's POVHearing Orion say that, I actually felt myself relax a little, tension I hadn't realized I was carrying easing just slightly out of my shoulders. It at least meant Celeste had finally gotten what she wanted, which meant she'd probably leave me alone going forward. I took Samuel's hand and got into his car. We drove toward an abandoned factory somewhere past the edge of the city, out where the streetlights thinned out and the road turned to gravel.On the way, Samuel had his acting beta, Rowan, mobilize a portion of Golden Crown's forces as backup, coordinated with whatever Orion was bringing separately along the same route. He called Orion himself to let him know, keeping the conversation short and businesslike. Orion just mocked him through the phone anyway."That's what incompetent men do, isn't it? Call for backup." Orion's voice was pure contempt down the line. "My Argent could tear his throat out in one bite, no army required, no strategy needed







