Zane
The elder droned on about territory disputes, his voice making a meaningless buzz in my ears.
I should have been paying attention. It was very crucial that I cared that the Silvercrest Pack was encroaching on our northern hunting grounds again. But all I could think about was where the f**k Kaius was with my mate.
My mate.
The words tasted wrong in my mouth. Like claiming ownership of something I didn’t want but couldn’t let go of.
I’d asked him to take her back to her chambers—a simple task. That was fifteen minutes ago. What the hell was taking so long?
My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, pacing and snarling. He’d been agitated since the moment I’d handed Tiana off to Kaius, and now he was borderline feral.
“Alpha Zane?” The elder’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Yo
