Scarlett’s POV

I shouldn’t be leaving with him.

Not tonight.

Not after everything that’s happened.

But as Kieran’s hand settles gently on the small of my back, guiding me out of the pack hall and into the cold night air, I don’t pull away. I don’t argue. I don’t look back at Killian, or at Kane.

I just… go.

Because right now, I feel like a thread being pulled in ten different directions, and Kieran—broken, cursed, complicated Kieran—is the only one who feels steady ...