Elodie’s POV
The Cost of Peace
The kingdom Nathan was building terrified me. Not because it was weak. Because it was strong. I stood on the balcony overlooking the central settlement as wolves moved through the streets below. Children ran between market stalls while merchants argued over prices. Warriors trained in the distance. Builders worked on new homes near the western edge of the territory.
Life.
Normal life.
The kind of life wolves deserved.
The kind of life that rarely survived war.
The realization settled heavily inside my chest.
Because everyone seemed happy.
Hopeful.
Excited.
They looked toward the future and saw possibilities.
I looked toward the future and saw Damon.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because no one here truly understood what he was becoming.
I did
