Ezren’s POV
It was a full moon. Freya and Ezren made a deal that every full moon, they would travel to the outer rim and shift so that their wolves could be together.
In the car, he held Freya’s hand. Her scent had changed since bonding; it was sweeter, like honey, and more intoxicating than before. He wanted to pull off the side of the road and take her.
They had been so busy that if it weren’t for the bond holding him, he would have shifted several times by now and run for the palace. He was happy for their wolves to have physical time together, but he wanted time with Freya as well.
Knowing he would be gone for a few weeks and hadn’t told her about going with his uncle and Philip to speak with the people of the outer rim to bring his father’s pack back together, being with Freya
