CALLISTA
I stared at my brother in frustration. “So you're on his side?”
“I'm on the side of your happiness,” he replied. “And like it or not, your happiness is tied to Alex now. Whether you like it or not.”
The words hung in the air, heavy with undeniable truth.
“When does he want to come?” I finally asked, my voice tired.
“Tomorrow afternoon. If you agree.”
I closed my eyes, feeling the wolf inside me howl with joy at the news. He wanted to see our mate again, wanted to feel her presence, wanted to mend the broken relationship.
But my pride—my pride was still wounded.
“Fine,” I said finally. “But if he starts judging me again, I'm leaving. I don't care about protocol or manners.”
Kaelos smiled thinly. “That's understandable.”
That afternoon, after an exhau
