Truth shall rise, dispelling every knot.

For in the union of your powers combined,

Light shall conquer, darkness resigned.

So stand firm, brave souls, in the night,

For the dawn awaits, casting out the blight.

Though shadows may linger, hope shall prevail,

And Ayden Fairchild’s tale, a legend’s veil.

He and his family had fled before the ceremony was completed after that. I hadn’t seen him again till tonight.

Some of the pack members had begged my parents to go after him and kill him before the prophecy could be completed, but they had refused.

Mom told the pack that it would be war if we acted. His pack was powerful, as was his coven. There was also the connection he had gained to the Alaskan packs, given that his aunt came from the north.

It would have turned into an all-out civil war, and no one would come out the winner in the end.

My eyes closed tightly as I remembered my own voice echoing with the packs to demand that we end the danger before it poses a threat. Yet, here and now, camping with him, and a mate bond revealed between us.

What would have happened had I faced him on the battlefield after our birthdays and we felt the bond appear? Would we both have fallen into the hands of each other’s packs as we tried to understand the twists of fate?

Why would The Fates give me such detailed and publicly announced prophecy if they intended for me to be mated to the one they deemed my enemy?

‘Maybe the prophecy wasn’t what you thought it to be?’My wolf attempted to reason.

I shook my head. “There is no way to misinterpret something that calls out both of us by name.”

‘What if,’my wolf began, but I shook my head.

“There is no ‘what ifs’. There simply has to be a mistake.”

‘Maybe then, Rory might have better answers,’my wolf pressed.‘After all, she is one of the most powerful Seers of your generation. You should talk to her.’

I nodded and rolled back to my back. “That’s not a bad idea. I’ll do that tomorrow. Maybe The Fates told her something she can share with me about all this when they spoke to her and Baer.”

I closed my eyes and forced myself to fall asleep then. Even still, Ayden’s face appeared in my dreams.

His eyes, his lips, his strong arms wrapped around me, his presence making me feel safe against the darkness that surrounded us. Darkness that I stared into with more fear than I had ever felt, yet in his arms I felt the darkness pushed away.

“Sasha, wake up.”

I bolted upright at the sound of my name, the darkness and Ayden’s arms disappearing as the light of day trickled through the thin fabric of my tent.

Aurora leaned inside my tent, a frown on her face as she looked me up and down.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

I shook my head, then nodded all at once.

“Which is it? Yes or no?” she asked again.

I shook my head. “I have no idea, Ror. I’m so confused.”

She looked over her shoulder, a space between her and the tent’s opening revealing a shirtless Ayden as he brushed his teeth by the burned-out wood of last night’s fire.