Lizzy’s [POV]

As much as I hated it, I couldn’t despise Elliot. It had been less than twenty-four hours, but Evan had already put him through the wringer, and Elliot had taken it all in stride.

My wolf followed him through the store as he loaded a cart with non-perishable things—a crib, crib sheet, and a fuzzy blanket. He let Evan pick the blanket and ended up with one with a massive, realistic-style dinosaur on it. I would’ve said no to that if I’d been there because it was a ...