My flour-dusted apron feels impossibly distant now, replaced by a gnawing dread in this uncertain wilderness.
Danger lurks, watching, waiting. New anxieties crowd my mind as we start our dangerous journey to the Keep.
An overwhelming sense of unease sits like lead in my stomach.
At least my pack is nearly whole, and my mates have accepted my two recent additions. Albeit, some begrudgingly. But there’s one more to go.
The thought of meeting the final male in my pack fills me with a combination of excitement and fear. Will he like me? Will I like him? These thoughts claw at the edges of my consciousness.
I’ll find out soon enough…we just need to survive the road home first.
Will we make it unscathed? Or will trouble find us once again? And if it does, will my Elite mates protect me and keep everyone I love safe?