Kael’s POV

I was up before dawn. The Hollow was quiet, the kind of quiet that only came with security. Safety. I’d never known that kind of stillness growing up. Silence used to mean danger, someone coming, something broken.

Now?

Now it meant home.

I stepped out of the cabin and into the crisp air, carrying a basket of bread and fruit I’d picked up from the baker’s hut. My job was simple today, help train the younger wolves and check on the boundary lines. But that wasn’t what had me wide awake.

It was her.

Lola.

The way she smiled when she saw pups helping elders, or how she...