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.” 

with a dramatic groan, I surrender. “Fiiiinnnee.”

giggling again. The sweet sound is music to my ears, the perfect balm for the stress

to think I‘ll never stand on solid ground again. What am I supposed to do now? My entire life is in Asphodel: my business, my friends, Lila‘s playmates and babysitters.

Eros pack has been perfect – far 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

got a little better after I opened the cafe. Good food and regular interactions convinced people I was not an incurable outcast, and once I made it

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 because

to be. I am a mountain wolf, made for evergreen forests and fresh alpine air. Asphodel‘s sprawling mangroves are not my element, no matter how enchanting

for Elysium. Despite every terrible memory the city holds for me, there is no denying

Luna interjects. You‘re not really a Nova wolf. You‘re a

her quip. Same difference, I was born

Would you like to hear

have to think

miss Elysium, you miss your mate.

a sock in it

Bastien‘s PO

me. It‘s disgraceful really, that the Alpha should set his men on us without joining the fight himself. Not 10 mention

I always liked Drake,

of a far weaker pack and no great protector. Drake‘s greatest asset is his brain – not

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 love with since she was a child? I suppose it‘s possible, but if

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

Pack House with great haste.

are we going to

phone from his pocket. “How much do you

you get that?”

“Even if they don‘t have location sharing activated, the number is enough to track it as long as it‘s turned

can we get into it?” I question, my voice gruff from excitement

fangs gleam in the fading sunlight, “For a smart guy, he‘s

washes over me. I grab Aiden

me off with a chuckle,“save that for your

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