The silence was deafening.
Caroline stood between them—between Ezra and Caelan, between the past and the future, between two wolves who claimed to be right.
And now, they were waiting.
Waiting for her.
"You have to decide which side you belong to," Caelan had said.
The words echoed in her mind, rattling through her bones like a storm she couldn’t escape.
She clenched her jaw, ignoring the way Ezra’s golden gaze burned into her, ignoring the way Caelan watched her like he already knew her answer.
Because the truth was—she didn’t.
Not yet.
"You don’t get to claim her," Ezra growled. "She’s already made her choice."
Caelan tilted his head, his silver eyes gleaming with something knowing.
"Then let her say it."
Ezra stiffened beside her.
Caroline’s stomach twisted.
She should hav
