IN NIGHTFANG
Kael was in his study, a half empty goblet of wine on the desk, staring at the mountains through the window. The bond wound in his chest pulsed with a dull ache that never fully faded, and the wine did nothing to dull it.
There was a knock on the door. A young warrior named Corvin, still dusty from the road, stepped inside and bowed his head. "Alpha. I have news from the northern territories."
Kael didn't turn. "Speak."
"The girl has been found." Corvin hesitated. "She's alive and mated to the Alpha of mooncrest pack."
The goblet stopped halfway to Kael's mouth. He set it down slowly. "You're certain?"
“Yes, Alpha. Our sources are reliable.
"You can leave," Kael said.
Corvin bowed and retreated. The door clicked shut. Ethan, who had been standing near the window, cross
