Nikolai
A week had passed since the rogue king’s visit, leaving an uneasy quiet over the pack. Their trackers had lost his trail about seventy miles away, a sure sign of witchcraft.
Nikolai sat in his office, eyes scanning through papers, when his mother nudged him through the mindlink.
‘Nikolai?’
‘Yes, Mom?’ he replied, sitting up straight.
‘Carter is here with the orphan girl.’
“I’m on my way.” He stood quickly, thoughts racing. Alina, the girl they’d waited on for weeks, had been delayed. Carter had reached out two days earlier, explaining how Alina had faced an attack from a member of her family—the same family that had abandoned her.
Just as he was about to leave, Alexei entered the room. He filled her in, and she insisted on coming along. As they walked togethe
