Derek’s POV
The second Fiona’s footsteps faded down the corridor, I exhaled slowly, my fingers tightening around the handle of my cane. My heart thrummed with a sensation of satisfaction that I hadn’t felt in years, and I was fully aware that I was not close to having a victory yet, but the sweet scent of it was on the horizon, I could feel it.
As I stepped out of the alcove and made my way down the corridor, Zeal stepped out from the marble pillar behind me, where he had hidden himself while I spoke with Fiona. His boots echoed softly in the quiet, shady corridor as he caught up with me, and we remained silent until we turned the corner toward the guest wing.
I could feel my wolf, Veyron, rising inside me like a wave caged in flesh. He was ecstatic and filled with so much life, just li
