CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
The rustle of leaves beneath our feet is the only sound accompanying us as we cross the unseen border into Iron Will territory. Ford's presence, a comforting solidity beside me, begins to recede with each step we take.
"Right here," he says, his voice low and firm. "One week, Skye."
I nod, feeling my heart clench at the thought of what lies ahead. The forest around us breathes with life, yet it's the silence between us that fills the expanse. Our looks say what words can't- all the unsaid fears and quiet strength we draw from each other.
"Be careful, okay?" His green eyes search mine, the playfulness they sometimes held now replaced by the weight of his role. Alpha. Protector. But there's something else too, a flicker of something personal, something that tugs at my
