KYLE'S POV
I sat at my desk, scanning the document in front of me, though I could barely focus on the words. It was a proposal for expanding one of the pack’s orphanages, a building in desperate need of more room. The numbers and specifications blended together as my mind drifted. I knew I should focus—this expansion was important—but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t keep my thoughts from wandering back to her.
Ella.
She had been the one to push for this orphanage in the first place. The memory hit me in an unexpected way. Even now, years after she walked out of my life, her name still had that effect on me. She had always been the voice of compassion, the one who saw the needs of our people before I did. Back then, I thought we were a team, a strong one, but that had all been an
