Chapter 60.

Vilkas POV.

“Serana, for the last time, you are not going to war.” I have sounded like a broken record for the past few days, ever since Lara summoned that sword. To say I was pissed off is a monumental understatement. I was fucking enraged. Enraged that the bitch had the sword the whole fucking time.

“Vilkas, I’m going. I will not let him come for her. It ends here. For once, I just want to live in peace. I don’t want to always be fighting. I have done enough of that since I was a child. Please, let me do this.” She pleads with tears swimming in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, my love.” I walk to her and hug her, holding her in my arms. “I will not allow you to go. I need you here, where it’s safe. Let me do what I’m supposed to do. Let me protect you are our hatchling, plus our people. Please, my love, I can’t fight knowing you are in danger. Let me do this.” I stroke her hair as I hold her.

“I will be ok. Please Vilkas. I have as much, if not more, reason to fight him. For 21 years, I believ