Tanya’s POV
The forest at night could be two things … a friend or an enemy.
Tonight, I wasn’t sure which one it wanted to be.
Tion stood a few paces away, his presence filling the air in ways I didn’t understand. The shadows didn’t just cling to him, they literally seemed to obey him. I’d seen him before, of course. Passing through training grounds, silent in meetings, moving through the pack house like the walls shifted for him.
But I’d never had him here.
Just… here.
His words still echoed in my head.
“Maybe not yet, but I will.”
Nobody had ever made an effort towards knowing me…not to talk of promising me something like that. Not my father. Not my mate. Not my pack.
The wind stirred, carrying the faintest scent of pine and damp earth.
“What exactly did Dante tell you?” I asked
