Moros' POV
I remember Xavier as a younger wolf, when his affection for Sloane was still innocent and uncomplicated.
Seeking her out whenever he could, his attention followed her around the packhouse even when he pretended he had more important things to do. He wanted to make her laugh. He wanted her beside him. Whenever she smiled at him, his entire face changed in a way that should have told me everything I needed to know.
Xavier came up with excuses to go to Kai’s house as well, because she was Kai’s adopted sister. He admired the way she studied. I even remembered him spending a night in the washing area, though the memory did little to explain why he had chosen to be there.
Even then, his attachment to her was obvious to anyone willing to see it, yet nobody did.
Back then, Sloane
