Seth
Tucking Liora into bed, I linger for a moment to watch my mate sleep. Dark circles had formed under her eyes these last few days with the battle approaching so quickly. I knew she was stressed out from her duties to Ivory Fangs and thinking about how we would protect our little pup.
I’d caught her many times in the middle of the night, sitting in the living room with a mug of tea in hand, watching the fire in the fireplace. She told me she was thinking about Aspen and any other pups we might have—how she worried about what to do if any one of them had powers passed down from me.
I would sit with her curled in my lap for hours, discussing the safety measures we could implement if our pups showed even the slightest hint of powers. If my own visions led us to discover our pup’s abilit
