Aurora
I swallowed hard because I had no idea what to do with that kind of truth.
And now I also had no idea what he meant by wolves or marks or what else he had left unsaid, but one thing was painfully clear.
Leon was claiming us, claiming a future I was not sure I was ready for.
“What is his name?” he asked. “I have been waiting to ask you since the meeting.”
I blinked at the sudden shift in conversation, and my gaze dropped to Noel, who was now awake and staring at Leon with wide, trusting eyes, his small fingers clutching Leon’s coat.
“Noel,” I murmured. “His name is Noel.”
Leon’s expression warmed instantly as if the name was the best in the world. It was the softest I had ever seen him. “Noel,” he repeated in a low, reverent voice. “It is a beautiful name.”
I smiled.
He bru
