Ryder
The run had done wonders. The tension that had been building up in my body for weeks had finally melted away. Asher and I shifted back and walked to our dorms, our human forms feeling refreshed and relaxed after the release of running in wolf form. The evening air was cool against my skin as we made our way back, my mind wandering, thinking about Ariana. That kiss had been playing in the back of my head ever since it happened. Even though she tried to brush it off as a mistake, I couldn’t. There was no denying the connection I felt.
As soon as we reached the dorm, my phone buzzed. I pulled it out, and my dad’s name flashed on the screen. Alpha Nicholas.
Family dinner with the Westbrooks tomorrow night. You’ll be there, the text read.
I sighed. Of course, my dad would spring somet
