Ravin's POV
I was reviewing reports when Silas knocked, the rhythm telling me it was something that needed my attention. I looked up from the documents spread across my desk, reports on territory boundaries and pack movements and the constant logistics that came with leading Darkhowl, and told him to come in without actually setting down my pen.
I was not expecting anything unusual, just the normal business that came with running a pack, decisions that had to be made, conflicts that had to be managed.
Then everything changed.
Silas walked through the door with the intruder over his shoulder, her blindfold still in place, and the moment he stepped inside I knew. The scent hit me immediately, that pull I had been fighting for weeks now, unmistakable and immediate, but seeing her standi
