Chapter 77

Once More

Evander POV

Weeks have gone by since that night. And nothing has been the same. When my people fell, they slept as a band of rogues. And when they woke, the rose as a pack.

Just as Godric promised, no one was killed. Nothing was taken. Except for Zaya. He took her from me. Claiming she was his true mate. But I knew she was my second chance. Not a second chance mate. But a second chance at love.

I honestly felt like she could have made me happy.

But when Godric dangled pack status and trade routes in my face, I had to take it. Not for me, but for them. For those who followed me blindly through the night. Taking whatever I said we needed to have.

And now we wanted for nothing.

They wanted land, I got that for them. They wanted food and clothes. I got that for them. They wanted respect and I gave it to them.

But at what cost. When would I be happy?

As agreed, Godric set