Ava A few days had passed since Olivia’s tirade. My scalp healed, but her words continued to cut—even though Chris’s kind words had helped soften the blows. He had confined her to her chambers once more, this time threatening banishment if she didn’t behave. The pack fell back into peace again.
“Alpha. Acting Luna.” Elise took her seat on the left side of the table, momentarily glancing at our positions, but said nothing. Once all of the Elders had taken their seats, Chris stood. “Thank you all for coming,” he said. “It’s about time we begin discussing the Alpha selection process.” “I
Ava The room fell into silence after I had spoken. I could feel the weight of the Elders’ incredulous gazes on me, but I didn’t back down. Instead, I looked to Chris, trying to gauge his reaction to my suggestion. Elise cleared her throat. “Chris, this is highly atypical. Something like this is
Straightening my shoulders, I lifted my chin defiantly. “Then so be it,” I said, hoping my voice sounded more confident than I felt. “I cannot, in good conscience, deliberately hold Chris back from what he wishes… No matter how much I may disagree with his choices. It’s not right.” Degas’ wizene
Ava “Chris, I…” I began, taking a deep breath to steel my nerves before continuing. “I never actually agreed to move to the human continent with you. You know that, right?” His brow furrowed in confusion, and for a few moments, Chris was silent. “What do you mean?” he finally asked, folding his
My cheeks flushed hotly and I averted my gaze. Was I really considering uprooting my whole life for a man? One who was ten years my junior, no less? And so soon after my own divorce? And yet, the thought didn’t fill me with as much dread as I expected. In fact, a tiny spark of excitement flickered
Ava That night, Chris took me on what was perhaps one of the best dates I had ever been on. First, we went to one of the finest restaurants in the city. Chandeliers dripping with crystals hung from the vaulted ceilings, casting the entire establishment in a warm, golden, intimate sort of glow. W
Once again, Chris’s mere presence secured us the finest table, our drinks regularly refreshed without so much as having to ask. I tried not to stare too hard at the staff scrambling to fulfill our every whim—or consider how their meager wages might pay for our indulgences. However, as the night