Dominic’s POV
Hugo and I were still deep in conversation in the corner of the study, going over everything—the rumors, the coming election, the unrest building in the hearts of the pack. My mind was moving fast, already building strategies. I couldn’t afford another mistake. Not now.
Then I heard footsteps from the hallway.
Dahlia.
She stepped into the room gracefully, her long coat flowing behind her, and right behind her was Hank—her fiancé, quiet as usual, eyes calm but always watching. She gave me a little smile.
“Dominic,” she said softly, “Hank and I want to take a walk. Just around the pack. We’ll be back shortly.”
I looked at her, my little sister who had grown so much in the few years she’d been away. Even though things were falling apart, I didn’t want to cage her in.
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