"My gut tells me something's off, Nicole," he admits, a frown etched into his features."Liam, I feel it too," Nicole confesses with a sigh, "But seeing Marisol so happy, I'm willing to do anything to keep it that way. We'll just have to tread carefully and investigate what might be causing such fee
Marisol stared into the eyes of her mate. She had never felt so exhilarated in her life. She felt like she would burst with joy. But then, in the depths of her consciousness, an ominous feeling wormed its way in. It was so small that she concluded that it was fear of the unknown. "Yes," she breathe
"What?" Liam raged the next morning. Something about Caleb didn't sit well, and the gnawing doubts that plagued him had kept him awake throughout the night."Marisol said yes?" Liam bellowed, his voice echoing through the packhouse.Nicole, normally a voice of reason, remained quiet. She understoo
Liam sighed heavily. "Marisol, we just want to make sure you're making the right decision.""I am, Dad. Please, trust me," Marisol pleaded, her eyes searching for understanding in her father's gaze.Nicole, sensing the fragile balance, stepped forward. "Liam, let's give them a chance. If we push too
The journey to Redwood was faster than Marisol expected. She had wanted to bask at the moment and feel every emotion as she embarked on a new chapter of her life.Most females would have been afraid to leave. They would have been terrified of the unknown, but Marisol had been trained her whole life
He sighed softly, his expression troubled. "I just... I'm not sure how they'll react to us. They weren't expecting a new person. You know, being new and all."Marisol reached out, gently placing her hand on his arm. "We'll navigate it together, Caleb. We're a team now, remember?"Caleb managed a sma
Caleb's grip on her tightened, offering silent reassurance. Yet, as they approached what seemed to be the center of the pack, the atmosphere grew even more oppressive. Marisol felt as if the very air she breathed carried the weight of the pack's collective anguish.She struggled to find her voice, a
Marisol's tour felt more like a guarded march than an exploration. There were so many eyes on her that she couldn't even relax enough to really take anything in. The pack members who trailed behind her at a safe distance maintained a stifling silence, their eyes avoiding hers as they moved through t