Chapter 68

• Aurélie POV
• I wait until both male wolves disappear into the distance before I finally move. Only then do I begin to undress, my fingers steady as I fold my clothes and tuck them neatly into Maurice’s bag. The moment my skin meets the night air, I let go and my shift takes over.
• My yellow-sandy brown wolf emerges, stretching instinctively, her spine arching as though she, too, hadn’t realised how long it had been since she last ran free. I groan internally as she works the stiffness from her body, muscles rolling beneath her fur.