Olivia's POV.5 years laterI knelt down beside my son, his small hand clutching my arm tightly. His big ocean eyes, so much like his father's, with a spark of unshed tears."Please, Mama, don't go!" he cried, his voice breaking.I brushed my fingers through his dark curly hair. "I have to, baby. I promised to protect our pack and your father."He looked up at me, his eyes pleading. "But you promised me too. You promised you wouldn't fight anymore."I pressed a kiss to his forehead, trying to steady my heavy breath. "I'll come back to you, I swear."Behind me, the pack warriors stood, their worried faces etched in my mind without needing to turn around. Killian, my second-in-command, spoke up."My Luna, you shouldn't do this. It's a trap."I inhaled sharply, rising to face them. "I have to."Killian stepped forward, his jaw tight. "We'll wait for reinforcements. If we rush in now—""There's no time," I cut in.He exhaled sharply, frustration crossing his face. "My Luna, think about y
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