Slowly, the wolf retreated, and the woman appeared. Leaning over, I snagged the blanket from the bed, pulled it down, and wrapped her in it as I gently lifted her into my lap. “It’s not just that you’re the king, Rhyson. You’re strong enough, in power and heart, to make a real change among the wolf packs. You are so much more important than you know.”
“I am not more important than you,” I growled.
“Yes, Rhyson. You are. One day you’re going to find your mate, and they’re going to help you turn our species around. I hope that I’ll be there to see it, but if I’m not, then at least I’ll know that I was important in helping you reach your full potential. In helping you survive. I’m sorry for what happened to your brother. Truly, I am, but you were meant to be on this mountain. You were meant
