The storm finally started to let go just before sunrise.
Rain kept coming down, but way softer now—nothing like the thunder that had rattled the whole mountain range through the night. Cold mist weaved through the trees below the Alpha mansion. Patrol wolves kept pacing the borders under this gloomy gray sky, drawn and exhausted.
Inside the war chamber though, everything felt heavy and raw.
Liana stood by the wide windows, silent. Kael lingered by the strategy table, not quite looking at her. In between them, all those old prophecy books lay open on the table—real proof, as if they needed more evidence that they were living inside a nightmare.
One secret changed everything.
If Kael claimed her, the continent burned.
If he rejected her, both of them tore apart.
And somehow, Kael had
