Jake's POV
The taste of Brielle still lingered on my lips.
Even now, as I stood in the crisp morning air, my body felt the ghost of her touch, the heat of her breath against my skin. The night before had changed something between us,something I couldn’t name but could feel in my bones.
It was more than just the way she kissed me, the way her body molded against mine. It was the way she had looked at me afterward, her eyes filled with something raw, something real.
You won’t lose me.
Her words had settled deep in my chest, in a place I had long kept locked away. And I had wanted to believe them.
Gods, I still wanted to.
But belief was dangerous.
Especially now.
Because something was wrong with my pack.
I felt it before I even stepped out of my office.
A low hum of unease settled
