KNOX'S POVThe air was bitterly cold tonight, the kind that seemed to seep into your bones. The scent of pine and damp earth mixed with the city’s pollution made me groan. My mood was sour enough to match. A sharp gust of wind ruffled my hair, and I cursed under my breath, swiping my hand through it. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, irritated by the delay.I reached into my pocket and pulled out a cigarette, desperate for a moment's peace."Knox, we don't have time for that," Logan, my Beta and at the same time my uncle, growled. "The pack's future depends on this. The mayor will be at the theater, and we’ve already missed half the damn show." Before I could light the cigarette, He smacked it out of my hand, his claws briefly flashing."God, Logan, I just wanted a moment." My voice came out sharper than I intended, my wolf's frustration coloring my tone. But I followed him, begrudgingly. My wolf didn’t care about politics or humans. It wanted freedom, a hunt, and a mate, a
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