Chris I watched through the window of my office as Ava stepped out into the courtyard, her arm looped through Leonard’s in that familiar, casual way. A pang of something sharp and unpleasant twisted in my gut as I observed the two of them together, their heads bent close in what seemed to be an in
Elise’s eyes flashed. “Chris—” But Degas was already holding up a withered hand, his expression grave as he surveyed me with an expression I couldn’t quite read. “Let us take the Alpha’s wishes into consideration,” he said, glancing at the other Elders before turning to me once more. “All we ask
Ava “That was quite the dinner party,” Leonard said, breaking the silence between us. “I can’t remember the last time the Elders surprised the pack in such a way.” I hummed in agreement, watching my feet as we walked to avoid meeting his warm gray eyes. “Yes, it was rather unprecedented,” I said
The market was already bustling by the time I arrived, dressed in my usual flowy dress and sandals with my hair pulled back into a high bun. I perused the stalls, picking up dry and canned goods that I didn’t already have at home. “Looks like it’s going to be a hot one today,” a small voice said b
Ava “Can we talk, Ava?” Even now, seeing Chris’s green eyes reflecting the sunlight and his hair tousled by the wind, it hurt. Maybe it hurt even more, seeing him like this. “Of course,” I finally managed, somehow keeping my voice steady despite the fact that I almost felt sick just looking at
“We can’t. You know we can’t,” I said, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. I drew in a few calming breaths before continuing. “Chris, I was thinking last night, and… I made a decision.” Confusion flickered across his face. “A decision.” Meeting his eyes again, I tried to ignore how my hear
Chris Lily glided into the foyer of my Packhouse apartment, looking beautiful in a sky blue dress with a string of pearls around her neck. She was a stunning girl, truly—but I wasn’t here because I wanted to be. I had invited her here only at Ava’s request; she, along with the Elders, had been a
“It’s alright,” she said. “I understand.” I swallowed. “I want you to know that you’re very beautiful, and wonderful company,” I said, reaching across the table to touch her hand. “But yes. You’re right. And I’m sorry it has to be this way, but I don’t know if I could marry anyone while I’m still