Planning the Next Steps

“How do you plan to go about this? With the Council of Elders and the pack itself? Elder Evans has pretty much made me look like a monster to everyone. I’m not sure how to change that. Don’t even tell me you’ll talk about this fever dream you had. No one is going to believe you. Why would the Moon Goddess contact you when the oracles and seers can’t?” Dean finally got comfortable beside his mate on the small bed. He was more than happy to suffer the small space for a little while. He rode the high of not only having finally received the proof he needed to know that Kiera belonged with him, and she couldn’t deny it. When he knotted within his mate, that was the final telltale clue of a fated pairing.

“That’s the thing. She sounded distracted, like she was trying to keep track of something or someone. Like she was talking to me, but she knew she wasn’t supposed to. It’s more of an impression I got. Do you remember any images or stories of her wearing one of those old-f