Alexander POV
As I disintegrate, I realize that everything I planned, all the power I sought, has led me to this final moment of defeat. My mind races with questions—how did it come to this? How did I lose? I feel my body turning to ash, the pain searing through me, and yet, in my mind, there’s still a desperate attempt to cling to life, to power. But it’s too late.
Brandon’s magic, the one I underestimated, proved stronger. He’s still standing, breathing heavily, his body worn but victorious. I see him one last time before my vision fades into nothingness. He didn’t kill me out of malice, but out of protection—for Eda, for his family. He fought for love, something I never truly understood.
As my consciousness begins to slip away, Oliver, my wolf, speaks to me one last time.
“I warned
