Kael’s POV
We didn’t stop to pack. We didn’t wait for permission. We just walked, and Aria and I are out of the place that once meant everything, now reduced to nothing but control, lies, and pain.
“Kael,” she called softly behind me.
I didn’t respond. My hand gripped hers tightly as we descended the front steps of her apartment. The afternoon sun burned down with a strange vengeance, as though the heavens were mourning what we were leaving behind.
We walked in silence.
Our footsteps echoed on the stone pathway. Heads turned. Warriors paused in their training. Omegas stood still with baskets mid-air. The entire pack seemed to hold its breath as we passed.
“Isn’t that Luna Aria?”
“What’s she doing with Alpha Lucien’s son?”
“Are they… holding hands?”
“Why are they leaving? Did they
