Ronan-Continued
I didn't stop until I had carried her away from the prying eyes of the pack members and into the Alpha Suite. She doesn't need to be alone with her grief, not today.
The door clicks shut behind us, and the silence swallows us whole, blocking out the rest of the world. This room has always felt cavernous to me, far too big for just me, too hollow since the last time she was here.
Ivy is still curled against my chest, her hands clutching my shirt like I am going to disappear if she lets go. I'll never let her go. Her breath is hot against my throat, and her body is limp with exhaustion. She hasn’t said a word since the funeral, and I don’t expect her to now. The full weight of her father's death is settling in for the first time.
I cross the room to the massive four-pos
