Lucien’s pov

.I had spent a long hour weighing my decision. Dante’s fragile frame reappeared in my mind.

I couldn’t let him die. And still, I couldn’t live with the thought of her being bonded to another man.

It took every ounce of selflessness in me to walk up to them.

I found them there. Ezra, with his hand wrapped around Ivy’s, was dragging her away from me, away from this pack, away from everything that still bound her to me.

She looked back once, just once, and in that ...