Amara
I didn’t sleep after Lucian’s vow.
How could I?
His words echoed in my soul long after the fire dimmed and the night crept quiet around us. He knelt before me—the Alpha King, the strongest wolf in the realm—and promised me everything. Not just protection. Not just his love. But his life, his crown, his soul… all of it.
For me.
And though part of me wanted to weep, to tell him he didn’t have to shoulder so much for my sake, the other part—the wolf, the power inside me—understood.
We were past the point of safety.
This was survival.
This was war.
I watched him sleep beside me, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm, his hand still wrapped protectively around mine. I could feel the bond humming between us like a living thing, quiet now, but ever-present.
And under my sk
