Chapter 83 An Ominous Note

• She’d said she was happy, and I believed her, but something about the timing felt off. Why now? Why did she seem so eager to leave the packhouse and follow him back to his territory? I shook my head. Maybe I’m overthinking this.
• I shook off the thought, forcing my focus back to the task at hand. I didn’t have the luxury of distraction tonight.
• “Alpha Damien,” a familiar voice called out, pulling me from my reverie.