The humidity of the Mexican jungle clung to the air, but I wrapped my furs tight around me as the transport began its prowl toward the airfield. Now that my scent was known to every pack in the territory, Connor knew he couldn’t be seen entering the terminal by my side. He reached out, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw with a lingering heat.
"The terminal is swarming with wolves waiting for a glimpse of you," he rumbled, his voice low and protective. "If they catch the Alpha of the Vale lineage at your heel, it will ignite a firestorm. I’ll wait for you in the high-altitude cabin. Your star is rising, Ava; we can't let a scandal clip your wings before you truly fly."
I looked at him, a sharp ache in my chest. I was his bound mate, yet in the eyes of the world, we had to act like preda
