Chase
*****Silverfang Territory — Outer Courtyard, Dawn*****
The night didn’t sleep.
Neither did I.
Dawn crept slowly over Silverfang, pale and hesitant, as if even the sun wasn’t sure it was welcome after everything that had happened. Frost glazed the stone courtyard beneath my boots, thin and brittle, crunching softly each time a guard passed. They avoided my eyes. Some out of respect. Others out of discomfort.
Former Alpha.
Rejected mate.
Father standing outside a world he once belonged to.
I stood exactly where Elena had left me the night before, beneath the ancient stone arch etched with runes older than the pack itself. Runes meant for protection. For binding. For fate.
How ironic.
The cold didn’t bother me. I barely felt it. What hurt was the emptiness in my chest, the qui
