Nightw

ight. The fight had gone out of him, replaced by a deep, hollowed-out shock. The coun

s glance. They understood. It was ove

lace was a profound, aching confusion. He was looking at me,

his voice raspy. "Did she

he memory of the woman we both loved as a weapon. He needed to belie

She never knew. My pro

se you for me!" he insisted, a r

the only one who saw my wolf, not just my bloodline," I explained, my voice softeni

etting the

ou. I am my own person, not a

done. Now, I hav

bind me. He squeezed his eyes shut, a shudder running through his powerful fram

said. Jus

sound of

f relief. A catastrophe for the pack had been averted

looking for a sign-any sign-of hesitat

ing but a cal

a title. A price for his freedom. His lieutenants leaned forward slightly, also expecting me

little they knew me.

no terms

hem stared at

ker asked, his brow furro

voice clear and precise. "The lands, the properties, the

er each of them before

with the clothes I am wearing

Nigh

the past thirteen years had value, something worth being compensated for. To demand nothing meant it

e arm of the chair, clenched into a fist. For the first time, I saw a flicker o

arrangement. He was losing a part of his own soul, a part he had

to his feet, his

commanded, his voice a l