Chapter 37: The Chasm Between Us
Killian’s POV
The Moonshine Pack home was the scene of a rare, peaceful evening. As I patrolled the edge of the woodland, keeping within hearing of the packhouse, the snow crunched gently under my feet and the frost-bitten air had a subtle pine aroma. I briskly walked to clear my brain, but I knew deep down it was a flimsy excuse.
There she was.
Aria.
The lady who had no right to infiltrate my emotions, much less my mind. But there she was, as tenacious as the cold of winter. Her voice echoed each time she spoke. I was reminded of the gap I imposed between us by every accusatory look she gave me.
Distance I was unable to let myself close.
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I tightened my hands and stopped walking, my boots sinking into the ice ground.
It was risky to fall for he
