Chapter 23

Adrian's POV

The last two weeks had been hell. No matter which way I turn, there she is. I can smell her everywhere, and the more time passes, the worse it gets.

Slowly but surely Monty has been rallying the rogues. Every morning, he disappears into the woods, staying away all day and returning with two or three bedraggled and terrified-looking wolves.

I had received no warrior training myself, but some of the rogues used to be Caspian’s warriors and they have enough experience to help me get started.

At least I’m being kept busy enough by the paperwork each new arrival generates. At some point, I won’t be able to justify everyone that suddenly started moving to the farm, and I’d have to make other arrangements for the new arrivals.

The little office adjoining the chapel is the only place where I can get a moment to myself. I crave the companionship of pack life, but I have also grown used to solitude over the years and I need that too.

I look up from the paperwork just in time t