Chapter 85

• The closer we drew to Night Mist Pack territory, the more restless I became. I couldn’t feel Stefano’s emotions anymore, couldn’t reach his mind through the bond we shared. It left me feeling hollow, fighting the urge to turn Thor around and ride back to Alitos. Only now did I fully understand why mated couples could hardly bear to be apart for even a day; here I was, struggling to breathe mere hours since we’d parted.
• Of course, I didn’t share any of this with Roberto or Edoardo. Roberto would have laughed it off, and Edoardo would have likely ignored me altogether. Sighing softly, I refocused on the road ahead, where Ferville’s fortified walls loomed in the distance.
• As we neared the massive gates, Roberto let out a nervous breath, glancing at the guards stationed there. "Are you sure Emiliano will let us into the capital of the Night Mist Pack?"