But Bennett’s intent was not to tear Avery down. Shifting his gaze from Charlotte’s bitter sneer, he addressed the silent woman with a voice of rare, grounded respect. "I have always kept a scent of your true potential, Avery. I feared the domestic life of the Silver Ridge had dulled your claws, but it seems you are as formidable as ever."

Charlotte’s smirk faltered into an awkward grimace, and Victoria stared at her eldest son in sheer disbelief.

Avery stood frozen, her fingers momentarily forgetting how to sign her gratitude. Was the Alpha of the Outer Territories truly offering her tribute?

"You have a primal instinct for the restoration of...