Nova's POVI stood frozen in the corridor, staring at Ken and Killian. Ken's question hung in the air between us, heavy and unavoidable.What is it going to be?I opened my mouth but no words came out. My throat felt tight, constricted by the weight of everything pressing down on me.Killian moved closer and placed his hand on my shoulder. "You do not have to make a decision right away.""Actually, she might have to." Ken's voice was gentle but firm. "As much as I hate to say it, Lysandra was right. Time is running out.""Ken—" Killian started, his tone warning."No, he is right." I finally found my voice. "Lysandra is right. You are right. Everyone is right except me, apparently.""That is not what I meant—"Before Ken could finish, heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor. A guard appeared, slightly out of breath."Alphas." He bowed quickly. "There is a visitor at the main entrance requesting to see you. She says it is urgent."Ken and Killian exchanged a glance. "Who is it?" Killia
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