Lena pov Morning didn’t feel like peace.It felt like survival pretending to be something softer.The silver glow of the moon was gone, replaced by a pale, unforgiving light that stretched across the ruins of the city. Nothing hid anymore. Not the bloodstains darkening the ground. Not the collapsed buildings. Not the bodies being carried away under torn sheets.Not the cost.I stood where we had made that vow.Same place. Different world.My fingers still remembered the feel of Rafe’s hand wrapped around mine. The warmth. The steadiness. The promise.But promises felt fragile in daylight.A stretcher passed in front of me. A woman wolf lay motionless, her arm hanging limply off the side. Someone walking beside her kept whispering, over and over, like if they said her name enough times, she might come back.She didn’t.My chest tightened.This is what winning looks like.“You’re awake.”Rafe’s voice came from behind me, rough with sleep—or maybe just exhaustion. I didn’t turn immediat
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