There was only one man who ever called her by that nickname.

“Kael?” she whispered.

And there he was, Kael Moore. That familiar tousled blond hair, those warm brown eyes, staring back at her like no time had passed at all. He was the son of the Alpha of the Ashborne Pack, the southern pack closest to their territory. She and Kael had practically grown up together, childhood sweethearts in every way that mattered.

He smiled warmly and let out a relieved hum. “Thank the Heavens you’re ...