MILLIE'S POV
The estate felt too quiet without Braham.
I stood by the window in the living room, staring out at the manicured grounds while my mind replayed the look on his face before he left. Tension. Worry. That flash of gold in his eyes that I was starting to recognize meant his wolf was close to the surface.
Politics can be more dangerous than claws.
I'd said it without thinking, but now the words haunted me. What was happening at that Council meeting? Were they really questioning his leadership because of me?
"Mama?" Leo's small voice pulled me from my thoughts. He stood in the doorway, his dragon book tucked under his arm. "Is Braham okay?"
I forced a smile and crossed the room to kneel in front of him. "He's fine, baby. He just had to go take care of some important work."
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