Leslie’s POV


    Adler’s quietugh dragged me back from the storm of memories.


    My eyes burned faintly, and when I looked up, I fell straight into Kirby’s.


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    His gaze was a whirlpool, dark and fathomless, emotionsyered <i>too </i>deep to untangle–shock, disbelief, something that looked almost like longing. It pulled at me, threatened <i>to </i>draw me under.


    My heartbeat faltered.


    The blood–soaked face in my memory ovepped with the man before me–Kirby, proud and unyielding, carved in sharp lines as though by a god’s hand.


    And in his grip, the photo that showed him shielding me.


    The blood mist blurred around us, the frozen light capturing that instant. Two figures, both unyielding.


    I had once sworn to bury this secret forever. But now the truth wasid bare.


    Anyone could see it–the child I had thrown myself toward was none other than Eren, his golden curls only tidied by three years of growth.


    And the man who had thrown himself over me, who had bled for me, was Kirby.


    Adler’s cough broke the silence. “Forgive me. I always knew Alpha Kirby was my best candidate. But until recently I couldn’t confirm the identity of the woman who first reached for Eren. Your Highness of Rogue Pack, your face eluded me.”


    His tone softened, weight heavy with sincerity. “You were the first who ran to save my son. Without you, he would not be here.”


    Adler’s shoulders tensed, the mask slipping to show grief carved deep into the bone. “My wife… was not so lucky. She was still in the car. The blood–wolves tore her apart before anyone could


    reach her.”


    The hall seemed to still, the weight of his words pressing against my chest. My breath caught— pieces of every riddle I’d carried slid into ce.


    Adler turned then to Kirby, offering a polite smile. “I hope you’ll forgive me, Alpha Kirby, In the end, I chose to side with Rogue Pack.”


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    Chapter 236 The Revtion


    Kirby’s POV


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    I stood beneath the chandelier’s dim glow, Crimson Moon Pack’s aura cloaking me in cold severity, every inch the restrained Alpha.


    But when my eyes locked on Leslie, restraint frayed.


    The rush inside me was too much to bear–shock and awe tangled with joy and a piercing regret.


    If I had known sooner. If I had recognized her then…


    We had crossed paths long before the ck–fight arenas, long before she saved me. And still, I had been blind.


    She was always the clear one–the one who chose love without hesitation, and walked away just as firmly.


    And I, the fool, hadn’t seen it.


    Lance thundered inside me, furious. <i>How </i><i>could </i><i>you </i><i>have </i><i>been </i>so <i>blind</i><i>? </i>


    Adler nced between us, catching the current that passed unspoken. His smile was measured. “Forgive me if I’ve stirred old wounds, Princess of Rogue Pack.”


    Leslie’s lips curved in a calm smile, her voice even. “Not at all. It’s only the truth.”


    Herposure pierced me deeper than anger could.


    Lance whispered low. <i>She </i><i>never </i><i>hid from </i><i>the </i><i>past</i>. <i>She </i><i>looks </i><i>as </i><i>if </i><i>she’s </i><i>already </i>let it <i>go</i><i>. </i>


    And for the first time, I feared she truly had.


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