Kylie’s POV.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my thoughts a tangled mess. The whisper of Coral’s voice still echoed in my mind. “Have faith in him,” she had said. It had been so long since I’d heard her, my wolf, my other half. Her voice had been a constant companion until Graham had shattered our bond. Now, hearing her again after all this time was both comforting and unsettling.

“Coral,” I whispered aloud, “you’re back.”

There was no response, ...