I loved having Adde living at the pack. Naturally, as with most wolves, I had never lived with a partner, preferring to wait for my mate. This was uncharted territory for me. Nonetheless, it was fantastic. I was probably walking around with a stupid grin on my face all the time. Since we were both morning people, Adde and I had developed this little ritual. We would grab a bunch of blankets, Adde would sit on my lap, we would sip our coffee together while we watched the sun rise and chat about our day. Even with winter upon us, we kept up the practice.
There had been so much happening recently: the Coven moved to the pack, several more attempts had been made to breach the barrier which we were still tracking, and we had been unsuccessful in shielding the lines thus far—though Helene and
