They watched me now, with as much warmth as a glacier while my breath was stolen from my lungs once more.
I stared, unable to tear my gaze away from the one wolf I’d hoped never to see again, the one I’d thought about every single day since my sixteenth birthday when we’d laid under the stars and made promises we’d never kept, the one I still dreamed about even though Bash filled my heart.
His name slipped from my lips without my permission and seemed to echo in the silence of the room. “Connor?”