Veronica POV
Veronica walked onto the makeshift stage as nerves thrummed through her. But through the nerves, she felt something else—excitement.
She was about to give the people of her pack hope—a hope they desperately needed. As she looked around briefly, their heads turned to each other, lost in chatter and laughter, she knew she’d already changed their lives for the better. An unknown emotion clogged her throat.
Pride. For the first time since…ever, she was proud of herself. She’d done this. This was the woman she’d grown into.
An arm snaked around her, pulling her against a hard chest as his woody scent enveloped her.
“You okay?” Brax whispered in her ear.
Veronica turned slightly, to look into his eyes, and she nodded.
“You should be proud of yourself,” he added, the corners
