Damien’s POV
As I waited for the guards to call me to bring me out to the block where I will face the executioner’s axe, I did some sit-ups on the ground. Some might have thought the exercise to be pointless, but for me, it helped me stay focused, keeping my mind and heart cleared.
I was not afraid of death, especially in giving my life so that my mate could be free. I could almost see her now, safe back in her mortal realm. Maybe she would return to medical school and be that human doctor like she wanted. I hoped our baby would be born healthy and strong.
If nothing else, I wanted her safely away from werewolf politics. Too often had they ended up with Amelia hurt, but emotionally and physically. My only regrets were the parts I played in her distress.
I wished I could have seen earli
