Sebastian
The air in Yormsborg felt different without her.
Astrid had left that morning, guarded by Yormsborg's fiercest wolves. I watched from the castle’s highest tower as her carriage rode into the distance. She had insisted on going to Castleburg, claiming she needed to speak with Salric to understand her situation. I let her, only because I knew I had work to do here. Dangerous work.
I had to make sure Yormsborg was safe before she returned. I had failed her once—I would not do it again.
Denford burst into the chamber just as the morning light touched the stone floors.
"My Alpha," he said, kneeling quickly. "We found something."
I turned sharply. “Speak.”
He rose, face pale but resolute. "We traced the scent of mistletoe from the butcher's stall to the old supply wagon that ca
