Chapter 363: Final preparations...

Ramsey

"Isn’t this too much?" Lyla asked, staring at the signed documents on her lap. "I thought these things take months and..."

"You’re my wife now, Lyla," I cut her short, giving her a sideways glance with a smile. "This is the right thing to do."

"I know, but this is less than a day since we tied the knot, and you’re making me an heir already, transferrable when our children come?"

"That’s how it’s done. I can’t choose my grandfather, and this is the only way to ensure nothing happens to the birth rights of our children. You know how it is in our world. The slightest shift of power gives room for anything to happen."

She didn’t respond to that. "What are we doing now?" she asked, leaning back on the car seat.

"One final stop at my office and then we’ll have the rest of the day to ourselves."

We spent the next few hours reviewing pack business together. Despite her unwillingness, I had to beg several times before she agreed.

"You’re being very thorough today," She observed as we finished going over the quarterly budget reports. "Are you that worried about tomorrow night?"

"I want everything in order," I said, which was true enough. "The pack’s security, our finances, emergency protocols. If something happens to me during the fight—"

"Nothing will happen to you," she interrupted firmly, reaching across my desk to take my hand. "I’m the one the prophecy mentions, remember? You’ll be there to protect me, but the sacrifice is mine to make."

Her absolute certainty that she would be the one to die tomorrow night was a blade twisting in my chest. I squeezed her hand gently. "Promise me something."

"Anything."

"If something does go wrong, if I don’t make it through tomorrow, take care of yourself and our children. Let Lenny and Caius, especially Caius, who knows a lot about the pack and what it means to be a Lycan Leader, help you lead the pack. Don’t try to carry everything alone."

Lyla’s eyes filled with concern. "Ramsey, you’re scaring me. What aren’t you telling me?"

Everything, I thought. I’m not telling you everything.

"I’m just being cautious," I said instead. "Tomorrow night will be dangerous. I need to know you’ll be smart about your safety."

She studied my face for a long moment, then nodded. "I promise. But you have to promise me something too."

"What?"

"That you won’t do anything reckless trying to protect me. These babies need their father." Her hand moved to rest on her stomach. "I need my husband, and I feel confident that I may not have to die tomorrow. I would try to stay alive for us and our children. We should be hopeful."

her hair so she couldn’t see the pain in

against her temple. "More than

tightly. "We’re going to get through this, Ramsey.

against my chest, tracing lazy patterns on my

night to end," she

her forehead. "Can I get like ten, twenty minutes?" I asked, trying to calm my

at me. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, my body just wants

chuckled, "I want you too, but I need to recuperate and rest

and laughs. "Fine, I’ll let

quiet without saying anything. After a few seconds,

"Ramsey?"

"Yeah?"

wrong, you must find a way to be happy. Even if

tightened. "I don’t plan ever to remarry, Lyla. You’re the only woman meant

you’ll be

I murmured

eyes were

swallowed the lump

knowing it might be the last time until

making sure she was deep in sleep, I slipped out of our room and made my way to the underground levels of the pack house. Circe, Miriam and Terra were waiting for me in the ritual chamber—a circular room carved from natural

I entered. "Did you get her

ever be, and yes, I got her blood," I said, handing her the container that held

the exchange ritual, Circe had me strip down and step into a circle of salt mixed with crushed moonstone. Terra burned sacred herbs that filled the air with thick, aromatic smoke, while Miriam began chanting

nature to Lyla’s. My connection to Lax, my wolf, grew stronger until I could feel his presence as clearly

he said in my mind. There

You know that as well as I

for taking

be alive to hate me. That’s all that

understanding the

would think it’s she when you walk past," Circe said, watching the white light that now emanated from my skin. "Tomorrow night, when the twin moons reach their peak, you’ll be able to channel

then immediately felt foolish for

but honest. "Yes. The binding will feel like your soul is

stepping out of

something else," Miriam said as I dressed. "A way to

a small crystal pendant, perfectly clear except

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