Chapter 7

After breakfast, Zoe stepped outside, the crisp air of the morning bringing some clarity to her foggy mind. She had barely settled onto the porch swing when a familiar voice called out to her.

“Hey there, Zoe.”

Zoe looked up, surprised but not entirely displeased to see Dominic walking toward her. There was a casualness to his posture, but his eyes held that same intensity she had noticed the night before.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked, already leaning against the porch railing.

“Not at all,” she replied, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. His presence had a way of making her pulse quicken. Zoe glanced at him, trying to read beneath the surface of his calm demeanor.

“How are you feeling after last night? It’s a lot to take in, right?” Dominic asked, his tone softening as he looked out toward the horizon.

“It’s surreal,” she admitted. “Becoming a wolf, running with my family… it was amazing. But then you said all that stuff about Alpha Philip, and now I don’t know what to th