Chapter 22 : The Weight of Truth
Ruby's POV
The weight of the night was unbearable.
It pressed down on me like a living thing—thick with secrets, saturated with the ghosts of everything I once believed to be true. The air around me pulsed with a heavy stillness, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Alaric’s confession still rang in my ears, every syllable a shard, cutting through the fragile veil of my understanding.
A werewolf. An Alpha.
The words refused to settle, instead twisting in my chest like a storm I couldn’t outrun. I should have been afraid. I should have pulled away.
But I wasn’t. I didn’t. Because something deeper—older—anchored me to him.
“I can’t let you go, Ruby.”
His voice broke through the fog—rough, ragged, threaded with something raw and wild. “You ca
