CELESTE
Hours later, we set off on foot and undercover. Exactly what I didn’t want. Because we were supposedly undercover, we had one with us. It was just Knox and me, alone. My plan to get away from him, to escape the relentless ache in my chest, had already backfired before I took a single step.
Knox was still annoyed at me because he moved ahead of me like he wanted to be away from me. Because I didn’t know what to do, I tried to mirror him, folding myself into the same mask of icy composure. I succeeded only in heightening my own frustration.
The path to the border post was long, and the forest stretched endlessly, green and gold in the morning light. My wolf stirred in my chest with every crackle of the leaves underfoot, with every breath I took near him. Knox’s sharp eyes tracked
