JONAS' POV
I was in the boardroom having a meeting with the council. I should have been paying attention. They were discussing the threats to our pack, enemies encroaching on our borders, and the balance of power we needed to maintain with our allies. The elders went on and on about trade agreements, the quality of the goods we were receiving, and the problems among some of the younger wolves who were hungry for war. .
“Jonas, what do you think?” Elder Henry asked me.
I blinked, trying to clear my mind of the vivid image of her face, her scent.
Brianna.
Why couldn’t I stop thinking about her? Her name echoed in my mind, blurring out the words of the elders. Her eyes, the way they glowed when she looked at me, the curve of her lips when she talked—everything about her was a distractio
