To my surprise, Rafe doesn’t respond, except to send a pulse of sullen energy through our bond – a request for my affection instead of Sinclair’s. I add my touch and my voice, thinking I might understand the problem, “Come on angel, you were so excited to feel your Daddy again.” I remind him, “Don’t

A tender purr begins to vibrate in my lap, and I can feel Sinclair’s wolf reaching out to mine. “Don’t be mad at them, baby.” Sinclair murmurs, sliding his hand to my nape and massaging my tense muscles. “I know you don’t like seeing me hurt, but they’re telling me exactly what I need to know – what

I giggle half-heartedly, my thoughts finally clicking into place. “I’m not sad,” I correct him. “But I am worried about you, and I want to help you.” “You are helping me.” Sinclair replies, sinking into the steaming water and pulling me into his arms with a low rumble. “How?” I demand, “by letting

“I know.” I say honestly. “And I know how badly you want to fix all this, how agonizing it’s been for you to see your people suffering. Please just remember that you’re not in this alone, Dominic. You don’t have to have all the answers. Your family, your pack – we all love you and we’re in this toge

“Of course I will.” Roger vows, though his frown only deepens. “The real question is going to be how we investigate this without letting the public know our suspicions.” “Well, that can be your number one priority,” I reply, watching him closely as I continue. “As my new Beta.” Roger blinks, doing