Conlan’s POV
I stopped when we reached what I considered my private refuge—the place where I sought solitude to focus on myself and make the most important decisions for my life and for the pack. I had come here when my father died and I had to take over Hope Moon, and I had also been here a few hours before accepting Alpha Albert’s invitation and traveling to Moon’s Bright for the succession ceremony. Now, once again, I was about to make an important decision—only this time, I was not alone, and for that decision to be fulfilled, it required two.
Paris slid down from my back, still euphoric, and seeing her so happy filled me with joy. That was now my main purpose in life.
“That was so exciting, love,” she said brightly. “I’d love for us to do it again more often.”
I shifted back into
