Harley’s P.O.V.

The question hit me like a blade to the chest. For a second, I couldn’t breathe.

Going back to the lycan pack without a peace treaty didn’t just mean leaving this castle. It meant choosing a side in a war that had already taken too much.

It meant severing every tie I had with the Laynox family. It meant rejecting Carlos publicly, denying him the right to claim me as his mate because I’d be a part of the Dietor family.

It meant losing him!

My throat went dry as I stared at Lucian, then at Demetri. Two powerful leaders, two unyielding prides, and me, standing between them...