Valentin
A Year Prior to the Great War
They silently walked down the hall and into the castle. Aveline’s long fingernails pressed into Valentin’s exposed skin, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. It was a warning not to do anything stupid. He took it seriously.
“So,” Aveline finally said, as if it wasn’t as if she was holding a dagger to his throat. “I saw the way Zahara reacted to you. I think it’s safe to say she has feelings for you.”
Valentin swallowed thickly. “She may have them,” he choked out. “But you know this castle isn’t kind to wolves who take an interest in other wolves.”
“It’s not,” she agreed. She tilted her head in thought. “Though I believe Renatus may be able to be swayed to pair you together. For the procreation laws, you know.”
Of course, he knew the
