*** Sasha ***

*** Morning ***

Kael held my hand as we walked through the long corridors. His grip was firm, reassuring, but I could still feel the tremor under his skin. Neither of us had said much this morning, at least not after the hot and intense night we had.

At the end of the hall, the doors to the throne room stood open, guarded by two tall wolves in human form. Their expressions were unreadable until Kael stepped forward.

“Alpha Kael,” one of them said with a slight bow. ...