Nolan POV
The drive to Moonstone had become almost routine now — the familiar stretch of forest roads, the steady hum of tires over gravel, the faint ache of anticipation that started somewhere in my chest and grew stronger the closer I got.
I told myself I was coming for the meeting. For diplomacy. For stability between the packs.
But I knew better.
The truth was, every mile that brought me nearer to Ellie’s little apartment brought me nearer to something I hadn’t realized I was starving for — belonging.
That was the only word that I could put to the feeling I had when I saw the twins.
It was a soul-deep feeling that this is where I belong, with them.
Lance was waiting when I arrived, leaning casually against the railing outside Ellie’s door. He looked as if he’d just stepped out
