The Forsaken
Not until she says so.
As our hands part, I speak one last vow, not required, not scripted. Mine alone.
“Let it be known, should I fall, it is him I trust to rise in my place. And if I break, it is him I trust to hold the pieces.”
Shaun nods once, the motion sharp, sure, and full of fire.
“Long reign the Alpha,” he says, voice quiet but thunderous in my bones.
“And long stand the Beta beside him.” I say.
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