(Faelan’s POV)Joric was speechless.He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The crowd of pack leaders watched the drama unfold."I…" His voice trembled. "I claimed the wrong one."I stared at him, my expression blank."I was coming for you," he choked out. "I never meant to claim Giselle. It was just… it was just to protect her."To protect her?Even now, he was still making excuses."Alpha Joric," my voice was soft, but it carried through the silent hall, "I've heard enough of your explanations.""No, listen to me," he said, taking a desperate step forward. "I can dissolve my alliances. I can give up my treaties with other packs. I'll give up anything, just give me a chance… a chance to start over."A cold laugh escaped my lips."What do you think this is, Joric? A business negotiation? In our world, choices are final, Joric. You made yours. And as it turns out, fate made mine for me."I glanced at Torin, who was watching me with gentle eyes. "And you, you chose Giselle. We owe e
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