Zayd took a long, deep breath, smelling the air that wafted calmly around him. His wolf was on the edge these days, just like him, anxiety has slowly been eating away at its heart.

It missed her, they both did…and perhaps that’s why he stood by the pack borders of the silver moon pack, looking past the trees and at nothing in particular. He was scared to cross the line, afraid to look in her eyes after what he’d done.

It had taken him so much time and effort to get to her ...