Kalilah POV
Other packs nearby had joined alliances with us.
I was shocked when they agreed, thinking they might turn us away—but to my surprise, they didn’t hesitate. They didn’t see us as broken rogues. They saw strength. Resilience. Purpose. And they decided to align themselves with us.
The weight of that trust settled on my shoulders, but for the first time, it didn’t feel crushing. It felt earned.
Kiran grinned at me, throwing a hand around my shoulders with pride and affection.
“Sis, you really know how to run a pack! Mom and Dad would be proud!”
I laughed, breath catching in my throat. “You think so?”
“I know so,” he said. “You’ve taken people who had nothing and gave them something to believe in. That’s not just leadership. That’s legacy.”
I blinked against the sudden sting
