Raymond’s recovery was slow, a constant reminder of the battle they had just fought—and of the battles still to come. His body had been battered by the soul-bond attack, the force of the First Wolf’s influence nearly breaking him. But Caitlyn had kept him close, her steady hands always ready to soothe, to hold, to anchor him to her, to the life they had built.

As he grew stronger each day, so did their bond. They could feel each other now, in ways deeper than before—when Caitlyn’s emotions shifted, he felt it, even from miles away. When fear or determination flooded her heart, he would know, as if her feelings...