Steele's voice is as smooth, deep and as masculine as she has ever heard it before, maybe just a little more hoarse. Two single words are enough to have her heart racing. She actually has to take one hand and rest it on her chest to try and soothe the erratic beat. All the emotions, all the feelings that have weighted her bubble to the surface.
How it felt to be dragged away from Wolfgrove in front of her friends. How it felt to have all those words left unsaid as she watched the gates of Wolfgrove disappear behind her, to leave everything and everyone important to her behind, to dive into the unknown as it was meant to be the right thing to do and somehow she just walked into this mess for herself.
How it felt to have that brief goodbye with Steele. How it felt to say the word mate to
