Kiera's P.O.V.
I stood at the center of the clearing, surrounded by the pack, the weight of their eyes on me. The fire crackled in front of us, flames licking at the night air, casting an eerie glow across the gathered wolves. My heart felt heavy, torn in two. I should feel something else—relief, maybe. But all I could feel was a hollow ache deep inside.
Lila was gone. She was the last family I had, and despite everything she’d done, despite the betrayal and pain, part of me couldn’t shake the feeling that I had lost something irreplaceable.
Damian’s presence beside me grounded me, but I knew he understood. I didn’t have to say a word for him to know the war raging within me. I should have been at peace. I should have felt triumph, but instead, I just felt lost.
“Are you ready?” His vo
