Amara’s voice still echoed in my mind long after I left the clinic.
“I’m not ready… but I want to try.”
Those weren’t just words. They were a lifeline—both hers and mine. For the first time, she wasn’t pulling away. She wasn’t running. She was meeting me at the edge of the bond we shared, even if she didn’t fully understand it yet.
And that mattered more than anything.
I stood outside in the courtyard long after the stars had settled into place. The moonlight filtered down in soft silver, casting long shadows across the stone. My wolf, Ronan, paced beneath my skin, just as restless as I was.
She’s finally trusting you.
“I know.”
Don’t break it.
“I won’t.”
But even as I said it, the pressure of what surrounded us crept in again.
Marcus. Daniel. The secrets buried in Red River. The
