Chapter <b>520 </b>
“Thank you,” he said, wiping his nose with the tissue Tony handed him. “For forgiving us. We don’t deserve <b>it</b><b>, </b>but… thank you.”
I nodded. “Just promise me you’ll use whatever you find in my blood to help people. Really help them, not… Not for anything else.”
<b>“</b>We promise,” Tony said firmly. “We’ll do right by you this time, E. No more secrets. No more <b>lies</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
After they left, I finished packing. Alexander arrived a few minutester with Lucien in his arms. Our son was babbling happily, reaching for me the moment he saw me. He had a few little burns from the house fire that were still bandaged, but he was fine. My mother had made sure of that.
“Ready to go home?” Alexander asked.
“More than ready<b>,</b><b>” </b>I said with a halfugh.
He helped me with my bag, and we made our way down to the hospital lobby. I was expecting the usual quiet exit. Instead, the automatic doors slid open and I was hit with a wall of sound.
Cameras shing. People shouting. A crowd of at least fifty people pressed against the barriers that hospital security had set up outside. Some were holding signs. Others were just watching, phones raised to record everything.
I froze.
“What the hell?” Alexander muttered. He shifted Lucien to his other arm and moved protectively in front of me.
Hunter appeared from somewhere in the crowd and jogged over to us. “Sorry, Alpha. They’ve been gathering since this morning. Word got out that E was being discharged today.”
“Who are they?” I asked.
“Stormhollow pack members,” Hunter said. “And journalists. Lots of journalists.”
My heart hammered in my chest. I wanted to turn around and go back inside, but Alexander’s hand found mine. Together<b>, </b>we
walked toward the crowd.
The moment they saw me, the shouting got louder. I couldn’t make out individual voices at first–it was just <b>a </b>cacophony <b>of </b>sound. But as we got closer, words started to filter through.
“Alpha E!”
“We support <b>you!</b><b>” </b>
“Down with Richard!”
Security guards created <b>a </b><b>path </b>through the crowd, and we followed it. People reached out as I passed, trying to touch my arm or hand. Some were crying. Others were smiling. All of them were looking at me like I was something important. Something worth fighting for.
We were almost to the car when a woman broke through the barrier. She was wearing a Stormhollow officer uniform. Two <b>security </b>guards moved to intercept her, but she held up her hands.
“Please<b>,</b><b>” </b><b>she </b>said, looking directly at me. “I just want to give her something.”
I nced at Alexander. <b>He </b>nodded slightly<b>, </b>and I turned back to the woman.
“What is it?” <b>I </b>asked.
She reached into her jacket and pulled <b>out </b><b>an </b>envelope. It was thick and official–looking<b>, </b>with a wax seal on the back. <b>She </b><b>held </b>it
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out to me with shaking hands.
“This is the deed to Stormhollow packnds,<b>” </b>she said. Her voice cracked. “Your mother entrusted it to a few of us before her death. Her first death, I mean.” She furrowed her brow, like it still baffled her, then went on, “We’ve been keeping it safe, waiting for the right moment to give it to you<b>.</b>”
I stared at the envelope. I didn’t take it just yet.
“Richard is behind bars now,” the woman continued. “And with Lilith gone, you… You’re the rightful heir. The rightful Alpha. <b>We </b>want you to take your ce. To lead us the way your mother would have wanted.”
Slowly, <b>I </b>reached out and took the envelope from her. It was heavier than I expected. The wax seal bore the Stormhollow <b>crest</b>.
My pack. My birthright.
“Alpha E<b>,</b>” the woman said, pressing her hand to her heart, “we pledge our loyalty to you.”
One by one<b>, </b>others in the crowd began to kneel. The Stormhollow wolves bowed their heads. Cameras shed faster.
I was holding the deed to Stormhollow pack. With Richard behind bars and this in my hands, I could finally im what was rightfully mine.
I could finally be the Alpha I was meant to be.
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<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.