My Alpha Lost Me To The Lycan King
"It's a choice we can make again, right now, independent of whether the specific history that first produced it survives his working."
"Then let's make it," I said, feeling something steady and certain k****e beneath the fraying uncertainty, a small, unshakable flame in the endless, formless white. "Alaric—I choose you. Not because a blindfold slipped, not because of any specific sequence of events that led us here. I choose you, right now, in this exact moment, regardless of whether the architect manages to unmake everything that came before."
"I choose you too," Alaric said immediately, fierce and absolute. "Freely. Completely. Whatever happens to the timeline that first brought us togethe