Chapter 150 The World We Choose

　　Caitlyn's POV 　　I walked through the heart of Eldoria with Raymond at my side, my steps light despite the weight of everything we had been through. For the first time, I didn’t feel like the prophecy’s child, or a weapon made to be wielded. I was simply Caitlyn. Just Caitlyn. And I stood there not as a chosen one, but as a leader by choice, as Alpha by choice. 　　The people were bowing, as they had always done. And as they did, I stopped. I looked at them—at my people—and I didn’t feel the need to make them kneel anymore. I wasn’t the ruler they feared. I wasn’t here to hold them under my thumb. I wanted something different. I wanted them to stand beside me, not in submission, but in strength. 　　“I want your loyalty, not your fear,” I said, my voice clear and strong. “I want your hands, not your knees.” 　　The air shifted as my words settled into the space between us. There was no more need for the old way of things, the old hierarchies. Not in this world, not under this sky. 　　Raymond