Chapter 46

Selene‘s POV 

We should have heard something by now. Luna huffs as I scrub dishes in the kitchen sink. After a simple dinner and a quick bath, Lila curled up on the sofa to watch her favorite show while I clean up. It‘s amazing how unfazed she is by the sudden change in scenery and my undoubtedly tense energy. 

No news is good news. I tell my wolf, focusing on the glass in my hand. Especially when it comes to Bastien. 

He‘s going to be furious, you know. She cautions, not sounding the least bit concerned, 

That only matters if he finds us. I remind her coolly. 

Oh he will. Luna remarks smugly, he always will. 

You know you‘re supposed to be on my side, I complain. 

I am.I want what‘s best for you. She adds. Bastien is what‘s best 

1 throw my hands up in exasperation, sending water and suds flying. You‘re impossible. 

And you‘re in denial. 

A giggle sounds from behind me. “You made a mess, Mommy” 

Turning to find my young daughter standing behind me watching my temper tantrum, rather than safely ensconced in the couch cushions, I paste on a smile. “You‘re right.” I agree. “Mommy did make a mess.” 

“Have to clean up your messes.” She advises sagely. “That‘s the rule.” 

I adopt a pitiful pout. “You don‘t want to clean it for me?” 

The little tyrant puts her foot down. “Uh–uh, your sponsibilty.” 

a dramatic groan, I surrender. “Fiiiinnnee.”

to my ears, the perfect balm

supposed to do now? My entire life is in Asphodel: my business, my friends,

from it. The wolves here were distrustful of me from the beginning. They saw only a halfling; a single mother who seemingly had the future Alpha wrapped around her finger. The she–wolves hated me, and the men wouldn‘t go near

regular interactions convinced people I was not an incurable outcast, and once I made it clear I had no designs on

things. There are times I find Asphodel truly enchanting; during the equinox festivals when bonfires are set afloat through the canals, or when the marsh freezes in winter, and the entire wetlands become a giant skating rink. If nothing else, this place will always be special to me

down I know it isn‘t the place I‘m meant to be. I am a mountain wolf, made for evergreen forests and fresh alpine air. Asphodel‘s sprawling mangroves

for Elysium. Despite every terrible memory the city holds for me, there is no denying one‘s true nature, and mine yearns for

interjects. You‘re not really a

off her quip. Same difference,

purrs. Would you like to

to

she ignores me. You don’t miss

a sock in

Bastien‘s PO

of rabid dogs, but they‘re no match for Aiden, Donavon and me. It‘s disgraceful really, that the Alpha should set his men on us without

the fight is over, either heading for Selene or just seeking to escape the brawl. In truth, I‘m astonished by his behavior. I always liked Drake, at least, I thought I

no great protector. Drake‘s greatest asset is his brain – not that there‘s anything wrong

Drake even have occasion to form such a friendship? Wasn‘t my father‘s birthday the first time they met? Is it possible he could have been the man she described being in

continue running through the possibilities as the Eros wolves mount a fresh assault with reinforcements from a lower floor. Frankly, the fact that I‘m able to perform my mental gymnastics amidst a bloody fight only goes to show how mismatched we are to our opponents.

Betas and I depart the Pack House with great haste. Selene fled hours ago, she could be hundreds of miles

we going to find her?” |

pulls a sleek black cell phone from his pocket. “How much do you want to bet Selene‘s phone is set

did you get that?” Donavon asks

My friend laughs, “Even if they don‘t have location sharing activated,

get into it?” I question,

sunlight, “For a smart guy,

grab Aiden by the shoulders, shaking him excitedly.

me off with a chuckle,“save that

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