fate betrayal
And trust, especially between Aria and me, felt like a distant dream.
I spotted her in the distance, directing a group of younger wolves as they loaded supplies onto a cart. She wore determination like armor, her every movement purposeful and commanding. She didn’t need the mate bond to radiate authority—she simply was a leader.
A pang of guilt rippled through me. I had let her down, again and again. Under Veyron’s manipulation, I had betrayed her trust, abandoned my values, and allowed darkness to fester in my soul. Now, without the bond tying us together, I wasn’t even sure if she would ever let me close again.
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