Chapter 69

IRENE'S POV The night was alive with celebration. Gerard Pack’s territory, usually so cold and rigid, now pulsed with the sound of drums, laughter, and cheers. Our Pack's warriors surrounded the bonfire, their faces lit with joy, reflecting the flickering flames. It felt good to finally have this moment of victory. We had earned it. Leon and I stood at the edge of the crowd, hand in hand. His palm was warm against mine. I glanced up at him, a smile tugging at my lips as I caught the light in his blue eyes. He looked relaxed, and I was happy for that. He deserved this moment, especially after that brutal showdown with Miles. “I can’t believe we’re finally here,” I said softly, almost in a whisper. “Everything we’ve worked for… this feels surreal.” Leon squeezed my hand, his thumb brushing lightly over my skin. “We’ve come a long way, Irene. And we’re just getting started.” He turned to face me fully, his eyes locking onto mine with that intense gaze I loved so much. “This victory is our