Ronan pov
Beta Marcus caught me in the corridor outside.
“That was bold,” he said, falling into step beside me. “Possibly reckless.”
“Possibly necessary.”
“The pack won’t like it.”
“The pack doesn’t have to like it. They just have to accept it.”
“And if they don’t?”
I stopped walking, turning to face him. “Then I’ll deal with it. But I’m done hiding Elena. Done treating her like a dirty secret. If she’s going to stay, if we’re going to make this work, then she needs to be acknowledged properly.”
“You care about her,” Marcus said it like a revelation.
Did I? I barely knew her. Had spent more time keeping her at a distance than getting to know her.
But I’d been terrified when she collapsed. Had sat by her bedside for hours. Had felt something crack in my chest when she’d admitted
