AIDEN
Ethan didn't bother hiding this time.
I felt him before I saw him. The pressure of another wolf in my space, familiar and unwelcome, settling over the facility like a warning I couldn't ignore. My wolf stirred immediately, alert and irritated.
"He's back," he said. "And he's angry."
I turned as Ethan stepped out from the shadowed end of the corridor, expression hard, posture rigid. No disguises. No patience.
"We need to talk," he said.
"That's what you said earlier."
"And you didn't listen."
I glanced down the hallway toward the medical wing. Claire's door was closed. Good. I didn't want her anywhere near this.
"You're pushing your luck," Ethan continued, voice low. "The elders are no longer asking where you are. They're asking why you're still gone."
