Olivia
The final traces of the departing Elders disappeared over the horizon, their figures dissolving into the dimming light of dusk. The once powerful and influential group, who had held sway over our pack for generations, had dwindled to a mere shadow.
Among them, Freya, the last vestige of my parents’ lineage, walked among them.
Strong arms wrapped around me, drawing me into the comforting embrace of Nathan.
“I know it hurts to see Freya go,” he whispered against my hair, his voice laced with sorrow. “But you made the right choice, Liv.”
A heavy sigh escaped my lips. “Did I? The Elders have been our pack’s guides for so long. Was I too... cruel?”
He pulled back, holding me by the shoulders and searching my eyes. “You did exactly what needed to be done,” Nathan
