MAYA
"I choose… Finn."
Won the war, lost the battle.
Those words echoed in my mind as I stood in the center of the hall. I had chosen Finn. I had handed over my family's right to the Alpha Sceptre to him, at least until he decided to give it back.
But from all the stories I'd heard about power and succession in the packs, things like that rarely, if ever, returned to the original owners. Once surrendered, legacy slipped away like sand through fingers.
As I extended the sceptre toward him, Finn accepted it with such grace and dignity. He bowed his head slightly in acknowledgment, not just to me but to the council. Watching him, I knew deep down that he was the right choice.
Finn was empathetic, strong in ways that went beyond bloodlines, and he would make a fine Alpha. He'd spent ye
