<b>Chapter </b><b>59 </b>
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it began with a nightmare.
Darkness loomed, dense and suffocating
Tran through a battlefield soaked in blood and screams. Free licked the sky, ash and smoke choking the air around me. Trould see him. Frandsen standing tall amidst it all, draped in ck, his silver eyes glowing with something terrifying
The kind that made mountains tumble and wolves kneel
He was no Alpha here. He was the Lycan thest of his kind, the most feared creature to ever walk the earth
Beside him stood Loca, his head warrior. Their presence was overwhelming casting fear even into the hearts of their own kind. Blood dripp Luck’s sword, and Francesco’s ws were stained red. Innocents screamed for mercy, but none came
Francesto didn’t speak. His gaze was ice, Cold. Unforgiving,
“This is what p
t power demands,” Luca’s <b>voice </b>growled in my dream,ced with madness. “This is what loyalty looks like.”
But then something shitted
A girl–small, no older than a child–stood in front of Francesco, her eyes wide with fear. Luca raised his de.
“NO!“Trancesco roared, the first word he’d spoken.
He stopped the de with his own hands, blood pouring from his palms,”
Luca turned to him, confused and furious.
“They’re innocent,” Francesco whispered, realization crashing into him a tidal wave. “You lied to me”
The betrayal wasplete. Francesco’s eyes widened with truth.
And then the fire swallowed everything
Iblinked…
A small moan escaped my lips. It was faint, but it was enough.
Gasps filled the air. A chair scraped. The room, once silent, burst with life.
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The voice I longed for.
Francesco
He was there in an instant, kneeling beside me, grabbing my hand like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His eyes-wi with exhaustion–locked on mine.
“Hey<b>, </b>mi Amore,” he whispered, his voice cracking.
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Tied a trembling hand to cup his cheek. “Trancesco Toote okay.
His eyes shut as he leaned into my fouth, newhelmed.
“you,” he choked out. “Why did you push yourself like this for me?”
A weak smile curved my lips. “You’re worth the tiredness.
His eyes filled with tears, awe and reverence recing the torment in his gaze
Behind him, Monica approached with urgency, her healer’s instincts kicking in
Francesco moved aside, never letting go of my hand, as Monica checked my vitals and gently scolded me for scaring everyone
Lira, the witch healer, stood behind her, howning with concert.
“Her healing is slow because she cannot shift yet,” Lira exined, “The experiment drained her. But Miks has returned. That’s the most important part
I nodded faintly grateful.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
Francesco still watched me like I was a miracle. He hadn’t said much more, but his silence was heavy with emotion.
Beta Alfonso stepped closer. “We’re d you finally woke, Luna Eine.”
Marlow gave a respectful nod beside him.
I offered them a soft wave before they excused themselves, leaving us alone.
As the door clicked shut, Francesco slumped beside me with a heavy sigh.
“You scared me,” he whispered.
His hand found mine again, gripping it like it might slip away.
I tugged gently at his arm. “Come here. Lay with me.”
He hesitated only for a moment before climbing in beside me, pulling me gently into his embrace
I studied him
He looked… worn. Hollowed by worry,
You look tired, my Francesco. I’m sorry,” I whispered.
He shook his head violently and drew me closer, clutching me like I was thest piece of his soul
“<i>I’m </i>just d you finally opened your eyes, Amore Luna,” he murmured into my hair.
We stayed like that, our bodies pressed close, hearts slowly syncing
ime stopped. The nightmare, the pain, the war–it all faded in that embrace,
Eventually, I broke the silence.
“I should tell you something”
He looked <b>up</b>.
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<b>“</b>While <b>was </b>unconscious. I had a dreanu Anightmare, maybe. I saw your old self. With Luca”
His body teused
Treached up and traced his jaw, calming him.
“It felt so real. You were terrifying Powerful. But not hesitless, I saw the moment you changed. The moment you chose not to be him
Francesco sighed. “Something I’m not proud of”
“But you changed,” I whispered. “You faced it. Even now,” you’ve still facing it.
He gave me a sad, almost broken smile,
“That’s because I have something to protect now. Someone to live for.”
I smiled: “Mi Francesco. Hlove you.”
love you more<b>,</b>” he said, his voice raw, honest, heavy
He leaned down and kissed me–soft and lingering, a kiss filled with unspoken pain, unshakable love, and the gratitude of a thousand lives.
We stayed like that, lips brushing, aus tangled<b>, </b>until I spoke <b>again</b>.
“What happened while I was out?”
He hesitated
Then he told me.
Three days ago, as I copsed from the magical experiment to shield him, Francesco had sensed something was wrong.
The rogues attacked the estate,
And leading them<b>… </b>was Luca.
Francesco had faced his old friend in the courtyard–right outside my room.
The battle was brutal. Two powerful old wolves, <b>a </b>Lycan and strong Werewoll, almost equals in strength once, now divided by purpose.
Luca had taunted him, bringing up their past, mocking him for choosing love over legacy
But Francesco stood firm.
He fought for me.
For the pack.
For redemption.
And when the final moment came, Francesco didn’t hesitate. He struck everyone down–not out of hatred, <b>but </b>mercy. A firm statement about his path.
The rogues scattered, and <b>make </b>the leader, Lucy run away from his hidden <b>ce</b>, away from the battlefield like <b>a </b>coward.
“I didn’t want you to wake up to that world,” Francesco confessed, his voice cracking, “I wanted you to wake up to peace.”
I pressed my forehead to his
“Then let’s build that peace together”
He closed his eyes. “You always know what to say the sighed.
I smiled, exhaustion lugging at my limbs, hot my heart full.
“Get sonte sleep” I murmured. “You need it
He chuckled. “Not unless you do too.
We shifted under the covers, and he cradled me in his arms like I was made of <b>st </b>
“Francesco
He hit his eyes to meet mine “Yes, Amore?”
“We’ll be okay, right?”
He kissed my forehead. “We already are”
And for the first time in days, we both slept,
Together
Safe
In love.
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