Chapter 45

They were left in the quiet that followed Draken and Ronan’s polite exit — a soft closing of the door, the distant creak of boots in the corridor.

The pack house felt larger with only the two of them in it, the shadows in the corners deeper, the lamplight making small, golden islands on the floor.

Nyssa folded her hands tightly over her belly as if she could hold the pup there with will alone.

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