Kael’s POV
I saw Sienna standing near the house with her belongings, tears on her face and anger burning in her eyes. She had not wanted to leave with me. Back then, I had been little more than a stranger who had claimed her while we were both drunk. Following me meant abandoning the comfort and status she had known for a life of uncertainty among packless wolves. I remembered her resistance. I remembered how she looked at me as if I had destroyed her.
Now we stood in the same place as husband and wife. Sienna moved close and slipped her hand into mine. I looked towards the patch of grass where I had knelt. My body remembered the blows and the humiliation, though the injuries had healed long ago. This time, Gideon opened the door and invited me into his home.
Leon did not share my willi
