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Through our bond, I feel Theo's love, pure and fierce and unashamed. It wraps around me like a warm blanket, chasing away the chill of judgment and doubt that's followed me my whole life. In this moment, I understand that true strength isn't about physical power or the ability to shift – it's about having the courage to be vulnerable, to stand up for what you believe in, to love without reservation.

When I reach out to touch his face, my hand trembles. The mate bond surges between us, warm and golden. I help him rise, understanding instinctively that this isn't about submission or dominance – it's about equality, about building something newtogether. His skin is warm under my fingers, and I feel the slight tremble in his muscles, betraying the effort it takes to maintain his composure in front of both packs.

"Theo," I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. "You don't have to—"

"I do," he interrupts, his voice rough and desperate. "I was wrong before, Chloé." His hands cup my face, thumbs brushing away tears I hadn't realized were falling. "You showed me what real strength is."

"I've spent my life thinking strength meant dominance, meant never showing weakness," Theo continues, his voice carrying through the silent room. "But you... you've shown me that true power lies in having the courage to be who you are, regardless of what others think. Your quiet strength, your brilliant mind, your unwavering heart – they're worth more than any display of physical power."

His hands tremble slightly against my face as he continues, "I rejected our bond once because I was afraid. Afraid of appearing weak, afraid of losing control, afraid of loving someone as deeply as I love you. But watching you stand tall despite everything, watching you fight for peace with words instead of claws, watching you refuse to let anyone dim your light..." He takes a shaky breath. "You make me want to be better, to be worthy of being your mate."

"In front of both packs, I declare my pride in having you as my mate," his voice grows stronger, more commanding – the voice of an Alpha making a formal declaration. "You, Chloé, who proves every day that strength comes in many forms. You, who dares to dream of unity when others cling to ancient grudges. You, who faces each challenge with grace and wisdom instead of force."

The mate bond pulses with the truth of his words, carrying waves of pride, love, and absolute certainty. "I don't just accept our mate bond – I celebrate it. And anyone who dares to question your worth," his eyes sweep the room with a dangerous glint, "questions me."

Around us, both packs remain frozen in stunned silence. Ryan stands at the head of the table, his expression unreadable, but I see something shift in his eyes as he watches us. Derek's face shows open approval, while others look scandalized or confused. The tension in the room crackles like lightning before a storm.

The mate bond hums stronger than ever, a bridge between our worlds, between what was and what could be. As I look into Theo's eyes, I know we've just changed everything – for better or worse, there's no going back now.

And for the first time in my life, I don't want to go back. I want to move forward, with this man who was brave enough to kneel, with this love that was strong enough to break tradition, with this future we're building together, one defiant act at a time.

But as the whispers grow louder and the tension thickens, I realize our greatest challenge still lies ahead. We haven't just broken tradition – we've shattered it. And now we'll have to face the consequences of our choices, together.

Chapter 10

Chloé

The meeting room churns with tension, a sea of shocked faces and hostile whispers surrounding us. But all I can focus on is the warmth of Theo's hands cupping my face, the raw vulnerability in his eyes as he stands before me. His submission—an Alpha on his knees—has torn through centuries of tradition like lightning through darkness. Beneath my skin, my wolf stirs with newfound confidence, finally feeling seen and valued despite my inability to shift.

The air crackles with competing energies as both packs struggle to process what they've witnessed.

"Maybe," Ryan's steady voice cuts through the tension, drawing all eyes to where he stands at the head of the long conference table, "this is exactly what both our packs need. A bridge instead of a barrier." He looks between Theo and me, his expression thoughtful. "We've been enemies for so long, we forgot we were once family. Perhaps it's time to remember that."

The words hang in the air, weighted with possibility. I feel Theo's fingers tighten slightly against my skin, a subtle acknowledgment of the olive branch Ryan has just extended. It's more than just acceptance of our bond—it's an invitation to heal wounds that have festered between our packs for years.

The moment of hope is fragile, like morning frost that could melt away with the smallest breath of warmth.

Derek's steady voice cuts through the room like a blade through silk. "I agree. We have bigger problems than internal divides," he says, his tone carrying the weight of years of battlefield command. As he addresses both packs, his presence seems to fill the room, calm and immovable as a mountain. "The hunters are still a threat, and we can't afford to be at each other's throats."

When his steel-gray eyes meet mine, I see something I've rarely experienced from dominant wolves—respect, pure and unqualified. "Theo's made his choice, and I stand by it. I'll handle any dissent within our ranks. What we need now is unity."

Relief floods through me at his words, mixing with gratitude that brings tears to my eyes. Having Derek's support feels like gaining a shield against the storm I know is coming. Through our bond, I feel Theo's own surge of appreciation toward his Beta, along with a fierce wave of protectiveness that wraps around me like a warm blanket.

"Let me take you home," Theo whispers, his voice rough with emotion as his thumb traces my cheekbone. The word 'home' sends a shiver through me—not the Whispering Pines pack house where I've lived my whole life, but his territory, his space, where he wants me to belong.

I can only nod, overwhelmed by the intensity blazing in his amber eyes. As he leads me from the room, his hand steady at the small of my back, I feel the weight of what's just happened settling over me. We've changed everything—there's no going back now.

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The elevator ride to his flat is silent but charged with electricity. Every breath feels weighted with anticipation, the mate bond humming between us like a live wire. I watch our reflection in the polished doors—the powerful Alpha and the wolf who can't shift—and for the first time, I don't see weakness in the contrast. I see balance.

When the doors open, he guides me not to the guest room where I stayed before, but down the hallway to his bedroom. My heart thunders against my ribs as we step inside. Moonlight spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, painting everything in liquid silver. The massive bed dominates the space, dark sheets a stark contrast to the pale light. My wolf stirs restlessly, recognizing the significance of this moment—this is where we'll seal our bond, where we'll make our choice permanent.

The click of the door closing behind us sounds final, definitive. Theo turns to me, and the vulnerability in his expression steals my breath. Gone is the hardened Alpha, the leader who must always be in control. In his place stands a man who's choosing to let down every wall he's built.

"No more walls, Chloé," he says, his voice husky as his fingers trace my cheek. "No more holding back." The mate bond pulses with his words, carrying echoes of past pain and future promises.

I step closer, placing my hands against his chest, feeling his heart race beneath my palms. Years of feeling inadequate, of being told I wasn't enough, begin to melt away under the heat of his gaze. "I'm not afraid," I whisper, and I mean it. After a lifetime of feeling weak, I finally understand that true strengthisn't about physical power or the ability to shift. It's about having the courage to be vulnerable, to love without reservation.

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