elle
edge of my bed. Lucy scurried in behind us, her a
the door clicked shut, his concerned expre
the world was
be, keeping my eyes on the f
hrew his jacket on the ground. He saved your life,
r. "I didn't need him to save me. And I don't like
talking about the same Jalon Wells? The one you spent three hours waiting f
olish, naive girl was dead. "People change," I
He's the most gifted warrior our generation has seen. He's goin
ce turning cold and formal. "I'm going to suggest to the Matriarch tha
"Have you lost your mind? He's our future Gamma! You don't get to ruin
My past self had built this cage of perception around me, and now I was trapped in it
ning out of me. "I'm tired, Aidan. Jus
er softening into brotherly concern. "Get some rest, Be
g the door soft
ian
, I nearly coll
et of dry clothes. "For Jal
his shoulders slumping
ch as a thank you from our dear cousin?"
rumbled, rubbing his temples. "
lt it-but I masked it with mild concern just a
ast long, distorted shadows. His wolf would be snarling inside him, pacing at the insult, at the rejection from its other half. This was more than confusion-I could all but taste the possessive cur
m on the path and holding out the cl
er me and the offering. He made no
nds," I insisted, stepping clos
ow, cold smile spread across his lips. It d
straight into my soul. "Whatever game it is," he said, h
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