Chapter 95
Aurora’s POV
The pack house felt suffocating tonight. My hands trembled as I stood by the window, staring out at the darkened woods beyond. The silence of the night was oppressive, and every breath I took felt like it was laced with the weight of the choices I needed to make. Choices that could tear the pack apart—or keep us alive.
“Cassian,” I muttered to myself. His name tasted bitter on my tongue. Why couldn’t I figure him out? His presence in our midst had divided the pack, and even now, as Dominic's threat loomed over us, I had to decide whether to keep him here or send him away.
But how could I make that decision when I wasn’t even sure what I wanted anymore? Leadership wasn’t something you could just walk into. It had layers, complexities, and consequences I hadn’t b
