Luther POV

I hold my precious Laura. I do not want to let her go. What if the tribe asked her to choose between me and her crown? The thought of it breaks me. I know I was reluctant to answer her when she asked me if I would choose her over the pack, but the truth is I would always pick her. I love my fairy queen. I cannot live without her. I know this more now than ever.

Laura pulls back from me. "What is it, Luther?" Laura asks me.

"I was thinking that you are everything to me," I answer her. She smiles at me.

"You are...