Present Day
Lucas had been on edge all day, ever since his confrontation with Landon. All he wanted was to see Celia again. To hold her, to feel her heartbeat against his chest. That thought alone had carried him through drills, lunch, and another grueling round of training.
He was halfway across the field toward the pack house when a hand clapped down on his shoulder.
He turned sharply, only to find himself face to face with Hendrix.
Lucas’s jaw tensed. “What do you want?”
Hendrix gave him a lazy, mocking smile. “So what’s the deal with you and the stray?”
“Don’t call her that,” Lucas growled, stepping forward.
Hendrix didn’t flinch. His grin only widened. “Touchy subject. Thought so.”
Lucas clenched his fists at his sides, forcing himself to stay still.
“That what you and Landon
