♔ Flynn (P.O.V)
“It’s not over!” Flynn yells at Tristen, his former king.
Tristen continued walking, Eustacia in tow right beside him. Sadness filled the pit in his heart, a sadness he hated. Perhaps he didn’t hear him. Perhaps he did, and he chose to ignore him. Either way, Flynn’s ready for this s**t to end.
“Gedeon, Iev, meet me in the war room. Now!” Flynn howls through the pack link, as the anger and sadness gripped at his soul.
"Flynn? What just happened?" A familiar female voice assaults his ears. Flynn had just turned around and started to make his way to the war room when she interrupted him.
“Emma, nothing happened.” Flynn walked over to Emma, who was dressed in a strapless red dress. Carefully holding her right cheek in his hand, he strokes her face with his thumb. “I promi
