KESLEY'S POV

"You saved my pack," he murmured, his hand coming up to cup my cheek gently. His thumb brushed over my lower lip, warm and rough. "While I was away fighting Aaron's dogs, you stayed here and protected my people from my own blood."

"I protected them because they needed help," I whispered, my heart beating fast. "And because... because this is my home now."

It's been my home ever since Theodore accepted me. He's never once treated me like I didn't belong here. I could vividly remember how I'd cried the day my father said I'll take my sister's place and be sent as a tribute here.

Those...