Ragnar
“Glad to be home,” I said with a comfortable sigh. I leaned back in my chair, resting against it as I closed my eyes.
I exhaled slowly, letting the cool air ease the tension still clinging to my body. Only then did the events of the last few hours begin replaying in my mind.
All the packs in the different werewolf territories tried to live as peacefully as possible; the atmosphere was tense enough for a war to break out if Dave and I had actually fought. I groaned internally as the door creaked and the sound of Emily’s footsteps echoed on the marble floor.
“You really wandered off and returned with a strange woman and two kids—how typical,” her annoyed tone cut through the silence.
“What can I say? I’m a collector,” I teased.
“I don’t think bringing her here was a good idea. Y
