era

ng, much like the future stretching out before me. It had been three days since

y hand weak but insistent. "You can't

I knew where

ng with a mother's desperate love. "He made his choice. You need to find someone

ain, the agony of the bond snapping before it coul

nd morning to the bes

gy in the sterile room, her brown hair tied back in a messy bun that smelled of yeast and vanilla from the Pack kitchens. U

aled, relief w

ng extra berries," she winked, setting the tray down and effectively cutting off Mo

in silent gratitude, grabbed a piece of toast, and fled before

e was usually my time to armor my

lobby. As the doors slid open, she grabb

g to a hush. "You need to know. The

lways talk

and Kassie had dinner at The Obsidian last night, and then... they came back

ther to have it broadcasted to the entire Pack. My sacrifice-warming his bed in se

work," I said,

ra.

m f

asn

e into the Alpha's private residence. The heavy do

kur

s Kassie's scent, and it was everywhere, choking out the crisp, win

they were. A pair of delicate, red-soled stilettos kicked h

irmation of m

ow-slung sweatpants clinging to his hips. The sight of his scarred, muscul

ntered, his gold

Pack is buzzing. Do you need me to arrange a sec

toward me, his massive frame blocking out the light. He

t here,"

at the shoes by the

d an octave, vibrating in

ight before, just a flat refusal of her curre

d. "I'll prepare t

ugh my blouse. He pulled me closer, burying his face in the crook of my

back, his face t

ink," h

s if slapped

disgusting," he said, his upper lip curling.

er, Brennan," I snapped, the

ward his office door. "Go wash. Now. There are spare clothes i

s a command, bordering on

s perfume, yet he couldn't stand the scent of my reality? I marched int

wearing one of his oversized hoodies that hung to

to my desk when the

essive Fir needle scent. He was a tank of a man, with the same dark hair as hi

topher barked, igno

re overreacting!" Kassie

e Warren Pack is in his pocket, and then refuses to formalize the alliance?" K

inst Brennan's office d

essed now, radiating lethal calm. "Gamma Warren. I

opher snarled, pushing p

, muffling the sudden

ging her hands. She looked at me, her eyes darting over the oversized hoodie I wa

voice was tight. "You're in there wi

Miss Warren," I said, kee

inging me along," she hissed, leaning over my desk. The smell of S

," I said quietly. "I have no place

g. She looked at the hoodie again, the

whispered, her voice dropping to a dangerous, c

er, her breath fan

Do you know who

, leaving me staring into the eyes of the woman who wa