Aaron POV
The walk back to the Silver Coven is silent and tense.
Sera moves ahead of me, her posture rigid and radiating anger with every step.
The other two guards follow at a discreet distance, smart enough to stay out of whatever's brewing between us.
I can still taste Penelope on my lips, still feel the way she had responded to my kiss before pulling away, jealousy blazing in her eyes. The wolf hummed in satisfaction by our proximity and by the claiming I had marked on her skin.
But that satisfaction is tainted by the memory of her walking away, the accusation in her voice when she'd demanded to know about Sera.
"You have no right to question my affairs when you haven't fixed your own."
The words had struck deeper than I'd expected simply because she wasn't wrong.
I had broug
