Emily’s POV
I felt like my entire life was slowly turning into a prison, the walls closing in on me from all sides. Every minute of my existence was suffocating, and it felt as if the whole world had turned against me. How did I end up here, cast aside, betrayed, and surrounded by enemies? The council’s decision had rocked my entire foundation, and worst of all, my mate—Drake—was being ripped away from me. It was as if nothing was mine anymore, like everything I had fought for was slipping through my fingers. But I wasn’t going to give up, no matter what. I refused to let them take what was mine.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I looked down at Dean, my son, who was sleeping so peacefully. His little chest rose and fell with each breath, completely unaware of the storm raging outside our
