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They accept it. They always do. Follow their alpha even when he’s leading them straight to hell.
But this particular hell is all mine.
Taking Cameron Corvus home means confronting eighteen years of regret. Means potentially starting another war. Means finding out if that boy carries my blood.
I stare out Aurora’s windows toward home. Toward Ravenclaw lands and whatever’s left of them.
Brenna’s dead. But her son’s alive. Her people are scattered and bleeding.
And I’m taking that boy home even if it means facing the devil himself.
Trouble’s coming home with me.
And I’m goddamn ready for it.
