Chapter 63
In Killian's palace, the late afternoon sun streamed into the council chamber in shafts of gold, but Killian barely noticed. The meeting with his advisors had ended hours earlier, yet his mind continued to wander to reflections he couldn't shake. He'd dismissed Serena for reasons he'd persuaded himself were pragmatic — for her safety, for the stability of his pack — but the decision had left a tenderness he couldn't ignore.
He was seated in his chair, staring at the slender swirl patterns in the glossy stone floor, when the door opened. Ursula came in, her presence calm and purposeful.
"I thought you'd want to know," she began smoothly, "Serena seems to be having the time of her life in that pack you sent her to."
Killian's head jerked up. "What do you mean?"
I saw her toda
