JAMES 

The moment she pulled me in to pick up my scent, I could instantly feel the sparks running through my body. It has been a while since I felt them. I’ve forgotten what it felt like. So much so that I didn’t want her to let go. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and bring her closer. I wanted to bathe in her scent-juniper berries and fir. No, not fir, but cedarwood instead. Still, it was amazing. Even Deacon shared thoughts of marking her right then and there. 

“Her wolf would love it,” Deacon kept saying. 

He’s been running those thoughts in my head since we found...