Where the Scattered Vows Lie
I turned to Kaelen and said, "I need you to help me make a potion—something that can erase every trace of me, like I never existed. Like I'm already dead.
"It's the only way I can leave Julian Blackwood for good."
Everyone used to say he loved me like I was his own heartbeat. For me—a rogue with no pack to protect me—he even called off a planned union with the Silvermoon Pack.
He built a whole new territory and named it after me. At the start of every month, he'd hunt down the rarest snow fox pelts just for me. He told his pack I was his only salvation. For years, he made everyone believe in our love story.
But love isn't always loyalty.
While I was busy believing in forever, he was quietly building a second life behind my back—a home filled with his twin pups' cries and toys. Their eyes were just like his.
The night I vanished, I burned it all down. That once-loving den turned to ash.
He searched every valley, put a bounty on every winged rider, and tore through half the borderlands to find me.
But when he finally did, I was already gone.