CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I shift, wanting to say my next words as a woman—a woman bearing her heart. Ethan follows suit, his fur giving way to his long limbs and grinning lips.
The roar of the waterfall muffles our words, but Ethan leans in close, his lips almost brushing my ear. His presence is a cacophony of tension and allure, and I'm caught in the storm of it.
"Being Alpha was never my endgame," he murmurs, blue eyes piercing. "Not there. Not with them."
"Why here, then?" I challenge, unable to resist the magnetic pull as I inch closer. His scent—pine and something untamed—fills my senses. "Why with us?"
"Because it's different with you." He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw, sending shivers cascading down my spine. "With your pack. You fight for what matters, not for
