KYLE’S POV
The office was a mess.
Reports, scrolls, territory maps—everything was spread out across the massive desk. I stood at the center of it with my arms crossed, trying to force my mind to focus.
Missing supply shipments…
Border tension near the Eastern ridge…
More rogue sightings…
Now, we have issues with werewolf hunters. Break ins in my office.
Each issue screamed for my attention, but I could barely concentrate. My eyes skimmed the paper but my thoughts drifted again.
To her. To Rose.
I cursed under my breath and shoved the report aside.
I hadn’t slept properly in days. The stress of running the pack during these unpredictable times had taken a toll, but that wasn’t what had me pacing like a caged beast. It was her.
My wolf was growing restless—more than restless. Agi
