Cherry felt a surprising sense of freedom with Kieran gone. She’d expected to miss him by day three, but instead she found herself genuinely enjoying the quiet rhythm of life with just KJ. Guiding him through his studies, cooking simple meals for the two of them — it was peaceful in a way she hadn’t realized she needed.
Feeding Kieran was always a daunting task with the amount of calories he burned, but at least he never complained. He was always grateful, always kind. She’d heard other she‑wolves gripe about their mates, but Kieran had never been anything but sweet to her.
She guessed she almost missed him after all.
Almost.
Cherry turned back to the sink, determined to finish the dishes. She hummed softly as she turned on the water, pleased to see fewer plates than usual. Less mess w
