Chapter 5
Even though I’d sidestepped the issue of our claiming moon and Ember continued to be a bone of contention between us, Wolfie and I still operated as a well-oiled team.
“So, we both know the pack will expect you to play mother hen with Ethan while I track down Blaze,” Wolfie said the next morning as he slipped into his clothes. I propped myself up on one elbow so I’d get a better view of his bare chest being (sigh) clad in cotton before I embarked on my own morning ablutions.
“Sure,” I agreed, doing my best to pay more attention to my mate’s words than to the eye candy on display. Unfortunately, he was right. Even though Wolfie and I operated as co-alphas, both his former pack and my old-fashioned relatives were used to me being the den mother while Wolfie brought out the big g
