Claire POV
I sat in my father’s office at the Royal headquarters, a neat stack of finished reports at my elbow.
It had been a long day, but also a satisfying one. With no emergencies or attacking rogues, I was finally getting the pack back on track.
If only that satisfaction extended to my personal life.
I still felt bad for how things went the night Nathan came to see me.
He had come to apologize, and I never got a chance to thank him for that. He’d come all the way from Silverfang territory to have a heart-to-heart conversation, and instead we’d barely said a word to each other.
The reason we hadn’t talked, that passionate embrace I’d nearly lost myself to, was something that still crept into my thoughts throughout the day. And the night.
Our continued connection was undeniable.
