Third Person's POV
A warm glow spread through Elena's chest.
Zander was truly incredible. Even if his wolf didn't accept her, he had stepped up to save her time and time again when it mattered most. He never let her down.
Knowing this only made her feel more guilty. She had almost treated him like a tool to satisfy her drugged-up cravings tonight...
Right then, she made a silent vow: she was going to keep her "claws" to herself from now on. She absolutely could not offend Zander like that again.
A chime from the comm-stone broke her train of thought. It was a message from Z.
Z: "Liana, I'm sorry."
Elena blinked. It was 1:00 AM. Usually, Z would have said goodnight by now. She figured he was apologizing for missing their usual sign-off.
Liana: "Let's make a deal—no more saying sorry
