Chapter 80

I stiffen, my heart pounding in my ears. “Why were you going through my stuff?” I ask, trying to keep my voice calm, but there’s a sharp edge to my words.

“I didn’t. Soren gave it to me this morning,” he replies flatly, his eyes returning to the road. “He thought it best we handle this sooner rather than later and said if it helps me learn to trust you, it won’t hurt, so we’ll do that first thing; it won’t take long.”

Maribel claps her hands together, oblivious to the tension. “Oh, that’s wonderful! See progress between you two! It’s high time we rid you of that rogue status, dear. It’ll be hard enough for people to accept you’re a werewolf, let alone a rogue. Honestly, I am surprised Soren didn’t register you as his pack the moment you both got engaged.”

I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. Her words are meant to comfort me, but they only serve to remind me of how precarious my position here truly is.

The drive to the council feels like walking to the gallows in some medieval movie. When we finally arrive, the building looms large and imposing, its gray stones cold and unwelcoming. We walk through the tall double doors, and I’m hit by the sterile smell of antiseptic and old papers. Damian leads the way to a small office, where a clerk waits with a stack of forms.

“Fill these out, please,” the clerk instructs, handing me a pen as if she was expecting us, which no doubt Damian called

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suspicion mingling in his gaze. I take the forms and sit, my hands trembling slightly as

beside me; her presence is a comforting warmth as she helps explain some of the

will take about a month to process these,” she says, her

hoping that nothing

doing some wedding shopping. As we reach the parking lot, though, I find it empty and glance around, where

it’s closed?” I tell her as she climbs out of the car. I climb out and peer at the doors and around the

husband and your future

to the public.

me wonder how much it costs to shut down an entire mall. Yet

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and sample cake flavors; a part of me can’t help but feel a twinge of sadness. This is everything I imagined doing with my own mother,

way of making everything seem special, and her laughter is contagious as we dart from one shop to another with Soren’s credit card while

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