Chapter 211

OLIVIA’S POV Things were finally… looking up. The war was behind us. The throne, no longer my burden. For the first time in years, the air around me didn’t carry the weight of expectations, betrayal, or unfinished battles. I could finally breathe. Finally exist—as me. Dominic had stepped into his new role as King with unwavering determination. It suited him. The weight of a kingdom sat better on his shoulders than guilt ever had. He was thriving, focused, and still found time to kiss the top of my head every morning as if I was the sun and he never wanted to forget how warm it felt. James had taken over as the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack—Dominic couldn’t be in two places at once, and though he’d begged me to take the title, I refused. Not out of fear. Not out of doubt. I simply didn’t want it. I didn’t want to be Luna. Or Queen. Or any title that would turn me into a symbol. I just wanted to be Olivia—someone trying to make peace between the fire in her soul and the wolf in her bones.