Thorne's POV
‘Go after her! She looked sad. What the hell is wrong with you?!’ Scar growled, pushing me to go after Elara.
I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t. I’d just watched my wife…stubborn, fiery Elara—prove herself in a way that left the whole pack speechless. Something strange fluttered in my chest, warm and uncomfortable. Pride? I didn’t know. But she turned on her heel and walked away without looking back, shoulders straight, head high. Her scent lingered behind her, mixed with sweat and that sweet wildness that drove me crazy.
‘Go after mate,’ Scar pushed harder.
‘She’s not our mate,’ I shot back at Scar silently. My jaw clenched tight.
Scar went quiet, but I could feel his anger vibrating through me like a storm. He wanted me to chase her. Part of me did too. But I stayed roote
