Ryker didn't answer immediately. Julia turned toward him.
“Ryker?”
“I haven't decided.”
That surprised her.
“You haven't?”
“No.”
Ryker's answer was immediate.
“I wanted to talk to you first.”
Julia stared at him.
“This isn't a normal request, Julia.”
“I know.”
“If this were almost any other pack, Kylian and I could review the security reports, decide whether Bloodmoon could help, and bring the recommendation to you.”
Ryker reached for her hand.
“But this is Silver Fang.”
His thumb moved slowly over her knuckles.
“I'm not making that decision without you.”
Julia's expression softened.
“Ryker—”
“No.”
His voice was gentle but firm.
“You lived there. You suffered there. You fled that territory while pregnant because you believed staying would put you and Isaac in danger.”
