Had it been an hour or two? I couldn’t tell, because it was far into midnight when Kanan and I returned to the pack house, chatting and giggling when we did. My smile faltered when Brie approached us.

“And where the hell have you both been?” she demanded, voice sharp enough to cut skin.

“None of your business, Brie,” Kanan shrugged, unbothered. “What? Breaking the bond wasn’t enough? Now you’re keeping tabs on me too?”

She cackled, wagging accusing fingers at me. “So, ...