I struggle to find the words to speak.
He knew all along.
I remember that first day when I woke and glimpsed the wounds in his soul that I nearly healed.
“No.” I shake my head. “You’re wrong. About all of it. He’s like all the other alphas. He’ll try to force me to stay because—”
“Aerin, since you’ve been here, have you used your gift even once?”
I think for a lot longer than I need to before eventually shaking my head.
“Have you felt compelled to use your gift or to heal anyone? To heal this pack?”
I think about Mack and the pain inside him. “I thought about it. Once.”
Adela’s eyes glint with knowledge. “And you won’t. This isn’t a broken pack in need of fixing. Mack doesn’t need to trap you here.”
“You’re just saying that. Anyway, he sent the pack away so there could be a millio
