The tremor in her voice when she'd said, "That shouldn't have happened."
The way she hadn't pulled away.
Three weeks.
Twenty-one days to navigate pack politics, Elder machinations, and a bond that grew stronger with every passing hour.
Magnus turned onto his side, staring at the reconstructed Valentine in the moonlight filtering through his window.
He'd almost destroyed something precious without even knowing what he held.
He wouldn't make that mistake again.
In the Alpha's office, Victor Gibson stood with his back to the door, staring out the window at the moonlit pack grounds.
Beta Ethan Sr. entered silently, closing the door behind him with a soft click.
"You wanted to see me, Alpha," he said, his voice carefully neutral.
Victor didn't turn around immediately, letting the sile
