Seren
Warmth flowed through me at her words. She was right. I did understand. More than anyone else, I knew what we were ultimately fighting for. If I was the hinge point Duncan had seen—then I would make sure I was the strongest one standing.
When I stepped into the living room, Duncan looked up immediately. “There she is,” he said softly.
Gideon studied me a little too closely. Twin instincts, picking up on my internal conflict, I suppose. “You good?” he asked.
I forced a small smile. “Just needed a minute.”
Duncan crossed the room in three strides and brushed his knuckles along my jaw, grounding and familiar. He pulled me against his chest and held me for a long moment before dropping a kiss on my forehead. “Come on, little wolf. Let’s get some food.”
We headed for the family din
