Elijah
I was absolutely exhausted as I drove home, the dashboard clock showing nearly midnight. My eyes burned from staring at paperwork all day, and my back ached from too many hours in uncomfortable chairs, listening to other Alphas argue about territory lines and trade agreements.
All I wanted was to get home to Agnes. To pull her close and let her warmth drive away the tedium of the day.
I felt bad for leaving her alone, especially after finding that small fire at Isabella’s grave last night. Whatever was happening with her powers seemed to be escalating, but I’d had no choice but to attend today’s meetings. One of our bordering packs had been making noise about expanding into our hunting grounds, and I couldn’t afford to show weakness by sending a representative.
Still
