Lorien POV

My lips pressed together as I stared down at the stack of papers Leoric held out for me. I hadn’t expected this an entire pile of messages with my name attached to them.

His little office beside Auren’s wasn’t like anything I’d seen during those long months cleaning offices in Crystal Moon’s pack house. This space felt lived-in, loved. Frames covered nearly every inch of wall, displaying moments from decades holidays, wolf ceremonies, photos of children growing into ...