The air felt heavy as the familiar scent of my old pack's territory wrapped around me, a bitter reminder of everything I had once been—and everything I had lost. Each step toward the heart of the pack’s territory felt like a step backward in time. A time when I had been nothing but an overlooked member, destined to be nothing more than the mate of the great Magnus.
"Are you sure about this?" Elias's voice was low, but it was enough to pull me from my swirling thoughts. His hand brushed mine, the warmth of his touch grounding me in the present.
I looked up at him, meeting his steady gaze. "I have to do this. For me. For the pack. I need to face them. Face the truth."
He studied me for a moment, his eyes dark with concern, but he didn't argue. He never did. Instead, he gave my hand a reas
