Damon POV
It had been a year.
A year of silence.
A year of chasing ghosts, of rerouting scouts, of sending trackers who always came back with almosts and maybes and sorrys.
A year of pretending I still had control while my bond frayed further every day.
So when my phone buzzed just after dusk, I didn’t move at first. Just stared at the name on the screen: Kiran.
I answered on the first ring.
“I found her,” he said.
I knew he was going to find her.
It was a given that he was going to find her, but the fact was that it was something to hear him say the words. Swallowing, I ran a hand through my thick hair.
Fuck I can’t believe he found her. I was so happy that she was back. But how did she feel about me?
This wasn’t the confident wolf I normally was, but this woman threw me for a
