PAULINE POV
The moment the Council dismissed us, I braced for impact.
I knew my mates were pissed. Scratch that—they were livid.
And yeah, in my defense, I was planning to tell them. Eventually. Preferably somewhere private, without half the Pack eavesdropping, and definitely not with a room full of crusty Council members watching our every blink like it was a political move.
But every damn time we’re alone?
Every single time they’re near me, their scent thick in the air, their eyes dark with that feral need that matches mine?
My brain short-circuits.
All rational thought gets drowned in the sheer need to jump their bones.
So, no—I didn’t get around to breaking the news that I’d volunteered to be used as bait.
To do whatever it takes.
Whoops.
We hadn’t even made it ten steps pas
