Chapter 91

Selah

Malcolm's words hung in the air between us, his expression unusually gentle as he looked at me.

"I misjudged you before, and I caused you pain," he said, his voice lower than I'd ever heard it. "I want to apologize and ask for your forgiveness."

My throat tightened. The Alpha King of the Ironclad territories was apologizing to me—a Wolfless, an outcast. I felt my eyes grow wet as I shook my