Chapter 25 — First Sight
He came back the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that. Kane didn't push. Didn't demand. Didn't use his Alpha energy to compel me, though I could feel it coiled under his skin like a spring, ready to be released. He just showed up at Mabel's Kitchen every afternoon at 2 PM, sat in Sophie's usual spot at the counter, ordered black coffee he barely touched, and waited. For what, I didn't know. An answer. An opening. A crack in the wall I'd built. I didn't give him any of those things. I served his coffee. I refilled his cup. I didn't meet his eyes. The bond hummed between us — always now, never quiet — and I could feel his patience like a physical thing, solid and immovable, the kind of patience that comes from an Alpha wolf who knows the hunt is already won. He's wait
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