Roan

Roan was irritated walking down the stairs of the pack house. It was too early in the morning for a meeting. An impromptu meeting at that. They could have called or texted.

But the more he thought about it, he wouldn’t have answered. He’d been in a deep sleep, one that his wolf and he longed for. Sleep came easier and easier with Sullen there with him.

Roan walked toward the conference room, hearing the sound of breakfast being made down the hallway.

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