Chapter 13: What He Wanted, Part Two

Theo Vale walked out of the healing wing fourteen days after the Severing, on his own legs, throwing the healers a peace sign. Clean margins. Clean blood. His wolf his own. He took a photo with me at the door and captioned it my healer is scarier than your alpha, and it went round every pack in the North, which is how the Moon Court found me, which is how, six weeks later, I was standing in a lodge full of alphas and elders with a glass of something expensive being asked the same question for...