Ezra POV

“Forgive her,” my wolf urged.

I’d been standoffish since the border incident. She stood by me the entire time at Noah’s farewell ceremony but I didn’t say anything. Her warm body snuggled beside me. I wanted her so badly but I was an idiot and didn’t want to smooth things over.

A part of me was just jealous and pissed that I lost my friend. I had a lot hanging over my shoulders. My brother was in the wind and my other brother threatened everything I loved. I worked ...