“Did you sleep at all?”
Ronan rolled his eyes at his father as he doubled over at the waist, trying to catch his breath. In truth, he hadn’t really slept after they finally got back to the pack. To say Koda had been unhappy about leaving Sam would have been a massive understatement. The wolf had growled and sulked at Ronan throughout the entire ride back.
Ronan hadn’t been happy either. He couldn’t remember anything feeling as good as having Sam curled up in his arms, her head tucked under his chin like it belonged there. He had lain there for a long time just listening to her breathe, basking in the quiet intimacy of it.
When they’d finally returned, Koda had been too restless and hostile to allow Ronan any meaningful rest. Eventually, he’d gotten up and gone for a long run, hoping to
