~Tate’s Point of View~
*We shouldn’t be here,* Colt grunts, as he thunders through the woods. I can only agree. I’m practically faint with the memory of her touch, her breath, her everything.
I’ve never been more sure of the fact that Harlow is indeed my fated mate. Just thinking about her practically naked on my lap…
*Make a right, you’ll see us,* Hunter shouts over mind-link, as my wolf abruptly turns.
When we break through and into the clearing, I see literally the entire council assembled, and my dearest grandfather barking orders. There are at least a dozen Shadows. Ugh, gonna be a long damn night. For the entire council to be out, together? Not good. They rarely involve themselves in our day to day.
“Tate! Where have you been,” my father snaps, with my mom by his side.
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