Chapter 83 United Factions

• ARDEN
• Honey sat on the porch, her legs swinging back and forth as she hugged the stuffed wolf Cade had given her. Her big, round eyes followed me intently while I packed the last of my things. She didn’t say a word until I crouched down in front of her.
• “You’re really leaving?” she asked, her voice small, carrying a hint of hope that we might stay another night. I, too, longed to spend more time with her. She was one of the most beautiful she-wolves I had ever encountered—both inside and out.