Time had a way of softening sharp edges. Weeks had slipped by since the Seer had appeared before me in the woods for the second time, and though I still remembered the chill of its voice, the way it had made death feel so close I could taste it, that memory no longer haunted every waking moment. Instead, life inside the Herion pack settled into a rhythm that I hadn’t expected to love as much as I did. Varion kept me close whenever he could, weaving me into his days as if I belonged there. And when his Alpha duties dragged him away, he had reassigned my shadow. No longer was Orvyn at my back, his silence a constant reminder of his disdain. Now it was Jax who accompanied me whenever I stepped outside.
And somehow, everything felt lighter with having Jax as a chaperone.
“Are you sure you ne
