Venessa’s POV
“Let’s see how far this will take us, Nyla,” I murmured to my wolf. She didn’t respond, her silence heavy with meaning.
“Venessa.”
Denzel’s voice brushed against my mind, sudden and unwelcome. For a heartbeat, I didn’t know how to respond.
“Yes, Alpha,” I finally linked back.
Silence stretched between us before he spoke again. “Where are you?”
I told him.
“How are you feeling?” he asked. “Rayon said you came to him.”
“I’m fine now, Alpha,” I replied quickly. “I’m over it. I wish you the best.”
Again, silence.
“I’m truly sorry for everything,” he said at last. I heard the finality in his tone, and I knew then he had let go. Denzel was a responsible man. With a child on the way, there was no path where he would allow himself to pursue whatever feelings had once existe
