Chapter Twenty
Talon Maverick
“Arguing with your wolf again?” The familiar voice that always managed to calm my nerves echoed in my ears. I turned just in time for her to crash into me. “Brother!”
Vaelora Maed Ashford, my seventeen-year-old younger sister. When I was younger, I used to wonder why the age gap between us was so wide. Mother would always say Vael was conceived when they hadn’t planned for another child. At first, I thought she was too much to handle, but now she was my solace. I had no worries whenever she was around.
“I missed you, brother. Why won’t you let me into your estate?” she whined, adjusting her arms around my neck.
“I was away from the castle on business, and it could’ve been dangerous. I didn’t want to put anyone in danger…”
“What could be dangerous?” Mothe
