The entire pack felt it the moment I stepped out of my room.
Every head turned. Every voice died. Every wolf went quiet inside their hosts as if the air itself had shifted. I felt the weight of their stares on my skin. My wolf bristled immediately, pacing under the surface, restless and on edge.
No one spoke. No one needed to. They all felt it.
The tension. The crackling power. The bond straining my chest like a rope pulled too tight. The anger I still carried from last night and the morning’s disaster with my father.
Everyone felt it.
Everyone except the one person I wished did not notice.
Ronan.
He stood outside my door when I opened it, one hand pressed against the wall as if he had been leaning there for hours. His eyes lifted the second he sensed me. The bond throbbed painfully
