(Kieran POV)
The internal debate raged while the pack settled into the comfortable silence of creatures who understood each other beyond the need for words. Around us, the forest pulsed with nocturnal life—small prey animals going about their business, night birds calling from invisible perches, the rustle of wind through leaves that had begun their autumn transformation.
Normal sounds of a normal night in a normal forest. Everything that my domain was not.
But Catherine slept in the heart of my supernatural kingdom, probably dreaming peaceful dreams that had nothing to do with the predator pacing through moonlit woods and aching to be closer to her.
"The moon will set in a few hours," Lucas observed, settling onto his haunches with the patient air of someone prepared to wait out my re
