I remained silent in Orion's luxury sedan, my mind whirling with Gideon's message. Why did Orion want me to stay with him longer? The weight of his gaze rested on me, patient and undemanding, as the car glided through the darkened streets.
Four years. It had been four years since I'd stumbled into Storm Crest territory, broken and desperate. I remembered that first meeting with Alpha Orion Valerius—how terrified I'd been of the pack's notorious "bad boy" Alpha with his cold eyes and fearsome reputation. The man the other packs whispered about in hushed, fearful tones.
How wrong those whispers had been.
The Orion I came to know was nothing like the monster rumors painted him to be. Stern, yes. Powerful, absolutely. But cruel? Never. Not to those who didn't deserve it. Not to me.
My heart squeezed as I recalled the night six months ago that had changed everything between us.
