Chapter Forty Two

Klaire's POV

"Should I accompany you?" Leonel asked me while we're in his office and sneaking out like lovesick fools, and maybe we are.

Outside we are strangers to each other who barely look at one another, but behind closed doors, we can't get enough of each other and we always have to be in close contact.

We are currently sitting close to each other, my back against his chest and our fingers playing with each other's.

A day has passed since our packs merged and the official ceremony will happen tomorrow. Before that, we requested to go back to our pack to get our things or what's left behind that is.

"No, why would the Alpha personally escort us when we will only get our things? And besides... it might take some time, Leonel. Some of us will visit the graves and I'm certain there will be a lot of things to do. You won't get to relate. Northridge might have been cruel to us, but we were all born in that pack and we have to let it go."

"I understand. I'll just have some of my men