Veronica POV
Veronica had woken up before Brax, slipping out of bed as she heard the murmuring of a small crowd outside blowing in through her window. She and Brax had stayed up until the early hours, dancing, talking, making love… it was almost lunchtime now.
She’d quickly gotten dressed and was now standing outside, on the steps of the packhouse, watching her wolves say goodbye to family members, while others kissed their mate’s goodbye, getting ready to go home and pack.
She’d adopted an open-door policy, giving her wolves free access to come and go as they pleased, something Alaric had strictly forbidden.
In the distance, she saw warriors removing the old packname, her shiny new one waiting, leaning against the gate getting ready to take its rightful place.
She felt a presence sli
