Chapter 15
“Wolfie’s brother is at the end of the driveway requesting permission to enter Haven,” one of my younger cousins told me breathlessly as he slammed into my office without knocking. The teenager was clearly shaken by coming in contact with Justin’s growly presence, and my wolf spared a moment to nudge our visitor’s inner beast back to calmness.
The endeavor required much less effort than previously, but so did everything else that morning. Having Wolfie back home and removing the sword of Damocles that had been poised above our adopted daughter’s head seemed to have turned the whole world brighter.
Which is why I was currently forcing myself to tackle some of the more problematic issues that had been pushed to the back of my desk over the last week. So sad, we won’t be able to
