Unspoken Vows
The fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the dim room. Rowan sat by Caleb’s side, the silence between them heavy but comforting. His wolf was restless, pacing in the back of his mind, but Rowan was content—content in a way he hadn’t been in years.
Caleb’s presence beside him was the anchor he’d longed for, the steadying force that had been missing from his life for far too long. He could feel the tension of the curse still lingering, the bond that had been torn and frayed, but in moments like this, it almost felt whole again.
Caleb’s fingers brushed his own, sending a spark of warmth up Rowan’s arm. It was a simple touch, a quiet reassurance, but it was enough to make his heart beat faster. He wanted to say something, to fill the space between the
