Liam’s POV
I was pacing again, my nerves completely shot. What was taking so long? Was Oberon struggling to convince her not to reject me? The longer it took, the worse it seemed. My stomach twisted into knots, and I found myself scanning the room for a trash can—just in case. I was on the verge of being sick.
Ghost, my wolf, wasn’t helping. If anything, he was making things worse.
"Go get her!" he growled impatiently. "She’s ours! You need to bring her home with us! Blue wants to go—she told me so!"
I groaned internally. Kidnapping my own mate? Not exactly the best plan.
Just as I was about to spiral further into my anxious thoughts, footsteps echoed from the staircase. I spun around so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash, my heart hammering in my chest. But the scent in the air told
