The night air smelled of rain, smoke, and blood. Icarra stood at the edge of the camp, staring into the darkness beyond the trees while Kaelen’s confession tore through her mind like claws. The words should have comforted her, instead, they hurt worse than the rejection itself because if he had truly loved her… why had he let her suffer alone? Why had he watched the entire world call her weak while he stood silent?Her wolf paced violently beneath her skin. Kaelen remained on one knee before her, his head lowered, not as an Alpha demanding submission, but as a man drowning in regret. The sight should have satisfied her. Months ago, she would have given anything to see Kaelen Stormfang humbled, now it only made her chest ache.“I thought if I severed the bond publicly,” he said quietly, “the council would stop looking at you.”Icarra laughed bitterly.“They didn’t stop.”His jaw tightened.
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