*Julian*

The cave is quiet now, the storm has passed, and I snuggle close to Xamara. She’s breathtaking, and I can’t stop thinking how much she means to me, how good she makes me feel.

“We better go find the others,” I say, reluctant to end this moment. But the pack and the rogues will be waiting, and we can’t afford to fall behind. I don’t think that this storm was created by the coven, but I don’t know for certain. If they are nearby, we need to find them.

Xamara nods, determination in her eyes. “You’re right. Let’s go.” She rests her paw against mine for a moment before...