Queen Mira-
I knew that I had messed up. I tried to reach him. I called after him. I tried mind-link. He refused to reply. I feel horrible. But we agreed to keep what was going on with us private. One of us had to keep up the story. Why did it have to be me?
“Queen Mira?” The nice lady from the kitchen touches my shoulder. I turn to face her. “Iron Claw is loved greatly here. He is a wonderful part of this pack. He just recently opened up, and the new him is even more amazing. If you are going to hurt him. Don’t.”
“We are just working together.” I lie, taking another sip from the blood pouch he thoughtfully got for me. I’m not telling this woman the things he does to me. The way he has challenged me. The thoughts he plants in my head effortlessly.
“Sweetie, I’ve seen a lot of wolves,
