Maxwell POV Those three words set my world alight in the best way. I squeeze her fingers before bringing them up to my lips for a kiss. “Good,” I whisper against her skin with a smile.Once we get closer to the pack house, I spot Evan sitting outside with his two guards. He’s staring down at the patio floor with his shoulders slumped. “There’s Evan,” Laura comments, spotting him at the same time. “How’s he settling in?”I shrug. “I don’t know.”Laura shoots me a look. “What do you mean you don’t know?”“I told the guards to look after him. I’ve got more important things to deal with.”She walks ahead of me. “Let’s invite him for lunch.”“Laura,” I call out to her as she looks over her shoulder at me.“I’m capable of making my own choices, Max,” she murmurs. “I owe him my life. I want to get to know him better.”Before I can protest, she approaches him and invites him inside for some food. At first, he’s concerned by the offer, but soon accepts and they walk into the kitchen.I follo
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