Chapter 102: A Kingdom to Rule

Bella stood at the edge of White Moon's territory, her golden-brown eyes fixed on the land that now belonged to her.

It felt strange to stand here after everything.

After war.

After blood.

After dying and coming back.

She wasn't supposed to be alive.

Gabriel should have won.

The curse should have taken her.

But she had fought.

She had survived.

And now?

Now, she had to learn how to rule.

She felt Dante approach before he touched her.

His heat wrapped around her, grounding her, claiming her, reminding her that she wasn't alone in this.

"You're thinking too much," he murmured, his lips brushing the side of her neck.

Bella's breath hitched.

"I just… I don't know how to do this, Dante."

He turned her to face him, his blue eyes piercing, unreadable.

"You don't have to know, Bella."

His fingers brushed along her jaw, tilting her chin up.

"You just have to be you."

Bella swallowed hard, her heart pounding.

Because for the first time, she wasn't fighting for survival.

She was fighting for something bigger.

For her pack.

For her future.

For a kingdom that belonged to them.

"Then let's rule."

Dante's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk.

"That's my girl."

But deep in the shadows of the trees, something watched.

Something waited.

And Bella?

She had no idea her next battle was already creeping toward her.