Mason’s POV
The forest felt heavier after she disappeared, like her absence had weight.
Killian stood there for a long time, eyes fixed on the pool until the last shimmer faded. Then he turned and started walking, silent and stiff, like the air around him wasn’t worth breathing.
Raven sighed beside me. “You both look like kicked puppies.”
“Excuse me?” I scoffed. “I don’t do puppy.”
“Good,” she said flatly. “Then you’ll have no problem hunting one.”
Did she just say hunting…a puppy?
Killian stopped mid-step. “What?”
She crossed her arms, her tone leaving no room for argument. “You heard me. We need food. You two, Alpha or not, are going hunting.”
I bit back a laugh when Killian turned, glare sharp enough to cut through bone. “I’m not your errand boy.”
Raven stared at him. “Then st
