Chapter 281
Chapter 281
Chapter 281
I knew that with absolute certainty.
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Every instinct told me to spin it. To turn it into resolve, into defiance. To promise strength and vengeance and protection. To stand there, bleeding and unbowed, and let them crown me with their fear and admiration.
That was the path I’d been on.
The path everyone expected me to take. The cold, calculating alpha who would rain down punishment on anyone who dared to defy him.
My wolf stirred, not urging violence-but warning. The buzz of electricity beneath my skin was familiar, almost desperately so. The pull. Ellie’s presence calling to me.
I thought of Ellie’s scream.
Of August’s small hands clutching at her coat. Of lan’s sobs, high and terrified, echoing in my ears.
I thought of the way Ellie had looked at me lately-hopeful, cautious, believing in something better even when she was afraid to say it out loud.
Her face in those quiet moments that we stole late in the evening, after the work was done and the boys were asleep. When, for a short time, it could be just us, together, and we could pretend that the world outside of the packhouse didn’t matter anymore.
I thought of the future I’d just told her I wanted.
A future where my sons didn’t grow up learning how to survive attempts on their lives.
I didn’t plan the words.
They came anyway.
“I’m done,” I said.
The quiet sharpened, confusion rippling across the room.
“I will not do this,” I continued, my voice steady despite the chaos still roaring inside
me. “I will not stand on a stage and ask you to trust me with the future of the
kingdom while my family is turned into leverage p>
A murmur swept the audience, low and stunned.
“I entered this race believing I could change things from the inside,” I said. “That I
could protect what matters while pushing for something better p>
I shook my head once p>
“I was wrong.
Gasps echoed, sharp and disbelieving.
“I won’t risk my mate,” I said, the word landing solid and unyielding. “I won’t risk my children. Not for power. Not for legacy. Not for a crown p>
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The cameras zoomed in. I could feel it-the weight of the kingdom’s gaze narrowing, focusing, burning.
“I withdraw my candidacy p>
The silence that followed was absolute.
Then-
Shock exploded.
Voices rose in disbelief. Reporters shouted questions, words tumbling over one another.
Somewhere in the crowd, someone cried out in protest. Others sounded relieved. Confused.
Furious.
I didn’t wait for it to settle.
I had said what needed to be said.
I turned away from the microphone, from the lights, from the future I had just set down.
As I crossed the stage, my gaze lifted once-unavoidable.
Kieran stood near the opposite edge, flanked by security who didn’t quite know what
to do with him yet. His face was stripped bare of calculation, of polish, of ambition.
He looked stunned.
Not triumphant.
Not relieved.
Shocked.
Our eyes met again.
For the first time since this campaign began, there was no rivalry in his expression.
No satisfaction. Just something raw and unguarded.
He hadn’t seen this coming.
I held his gaze for a beat longer than necessary.
Not in challenge.
In warning.
This was the line.
I turned away before he could speak, before anyone could stop me.
Hands reached for me as I stepped offstage-security, medics, aides-but I brushed past them with single- minded focus. Cassian fell into step beside me, silent but present, his body angled protectively as we moved through the curtain and into the controlled chaos backstage.
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“What the hell did you just do?” someone demanded behind us.
I ignored them.
My only concern was getting out. Getting home. Getting to Ellie.
The corridor buzzed with frantic motion-radios crackling, boots pounding, voices overlapping as protocols were activated and reactivated. I let Cassian steer me, my head pounding now that the adrenaline was ebbing, pain finally beginning to assert itself.
But even that couldn’t touch the certainty settling into my bones.
I had chosen.
Not the kingdom.
Not the crown.
Them.
As we reached the secured exit, Cassian glanced at me. “You’re sure?” he asked
quietly.
“Yes,” I said without hesitation.
There was no regret in it.
Only resolve.
Because power had always demanded sacrifice.
And I had finally decided who-and what-I was willing to sacrifice.
It wouldn’t be my family.
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