Jarek's POV
The cabin air was thick and stale, but the restless energy coursing through my veins felt strong enough to tear through the metal hull.
Weeks away on a business trip. For a werewolf, being separated from the pack for so long is its own special kind of hell.
Especially when your mate is surrounded by a circle of hopefuls vying for her attention.
Ever since I left, Lilith's responses had dwindled to almost nothing.
My texts vanished into a void. My calls were few and far between.
She was always "busy."
Each silent hour felt like a fresh injustice.
Her stepbrothers and… that so-called uncle of hers. They, with their privileged family status, always seemed to know her every move.
Meanwhile, I was left in the dark.
I didn't even know she'd been sick recently; I had to pi
