Chapter 57

Third Person's POV

"Alpha?"

Theron Vane snapped out of his thoughts, glancing down at the intricate peony stitched in vibrant silk across his chest, then to the unconscious girl in his arms.

If her embroidery skills were truly exceptional, perhaps she could even complete The Blooming Grace. That way, he might surprise his grandmother again during this year's Mooncycle Festival.

Without further hes