~ RONAN ~
The day has been absolutely f*****g hectic.
I've been stuck in back-to-back meetings since dawn—pack territory disputes, warrior training schedules, alliance agreements with neighboring packs, and a f*****g audit of our border security. Kael has been restless all day, pacing under my skin, complaining about being away from Roselle, whining like a lovesick fool.
"We should be home. At least give her a heads-up that we're tied up with work..."
"She's fine," I reply, trying to convince myself just as much as him. "She's with Celeste, and she's safe."
Thinking about it sends a wave of unease creeping down my spine. It's unlike Kael to be this insistent, and vocal about wanting to go home. Usually, he's content to let me handle pack business without a word.
But ever since we gre
