Kendra Sullivan was in the pack gardens, tending to a patch of vibrant, red roses.
It was one of the little things she loved to do when she wasn’t playing Beta, or taking her wolf for a run, or sparring, or drawing…
Yeah, the she-wolf was quite talented.
It was early morn, that time of day when the sun was out, but not too hot or shiny.
It really was a beautiful day to be out.
Kendra felt at peace at that moment. It was a much welcome respite after being so tense for days.
She had spent the whole week avoiding Killian, because after his recovery, it became apparent that the very air they both breathed was charged with some indescribable force.
The Alpha wanted to talk about the kiss, but she surprisingly didn’t, because she had a hunch as to what he was going to say.
And she wasn’t
