“I choose him,” Elena said quietly, her voice was shaking but beneath it, there was an undeniable strength. “I choose Kieran.”
Victor’s face darkened, he was a bit surprised. “You’d give up a whole pack? Power? Your legacy?” His voice echoing in the small room.
Elena went close to Kieran, then she held his hand. “I don’t want power. I want love. I want peace. And I want him.” She looked into his eyes.
Kieran looked at her. He was proud of her. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not blood. Not war. Just her beside him always.
Victor didn’t speak. The expression in his eyes was unreadable—was it sadness? Regret? Then, finally, he turned and walked away, saying “So be it.”
His voice was firm and harsh.
Kieran held Elena close and embraced her tightly, “We’ll build a future withou
