Riven POV
“It has its moments,” I admitted, before steering the conversation back toward her. “But tell me something I’ve never seen a Fae survive long enough among wolves to actually mate with one. Are you truly happy living in a pack?”
Her lips curved to one side as she considered my question, and I found myself pausing to take in how adorably thoughtful that expression was. Whatever she was about to say, I already knew it wouldn’t be the full truth. I’d lived long enough to recognize when someone was guarding their words. That was her right, of course. I didn’t expect honesty not yet. It was my job to uncover what she didn’t want to reveal.
“I am,” Lorien replied simply, her tone careful as she lifted the menu and pretended to read through the appetizers. The way she avoided elabora
