The estate was quieter than usual a stillness settling over it despite the frenzy of preparations for the confrontation with Axel. In the solitude of Adam’s study the crackling of the fireplace was the only sound as Audrey sat in the armchair near the hearth her knees drawn to her chest. She stared into the flames the dance of light and shadow mirroring the storm of emotions in her heart.
The weight of everything… her blood's newfound importance Axel's looming threat and the tension among Adam's pack pressed heavily on her chest. For a fleeting moment doubt crept in. Would she ever feel safe again?
The door opened and Adam stepped in his presence filling the room even before he spoke. He carried an aura of command but tonight there was something softer in his expression as his gaze found
