Luca's eyes narrowed, and his facial expression revealed struggle. "I worry that if we let them in, the old scars may come back open. If we say no, however, we could miss our one opportunity to alter the tide.
I ran a light touch across his arm. We have no ideal option, I said softly. "But we must choose the road that leads us hope for a future whereby our pack is united, even if that unity is born from necessity rather than trust."
That was the choice taken. Knowing full well that this unlawful marriage may bring hazards, we would embrace the partnership with Dawn's Howl. But when I met the eyes of my assembled advisers, I sensed a spark of will—a readiness to gamble for the good of our future.
