RAVEN
I blinked against the morning light, my head pounding faintly, my bones aching from the stiff mattress. Before I could even gather myself, the knock came, short, hard, like the fist behind it had no patience. The door creaked open and one of Kieran’s men stepped in, his voice clipped, almost bored.
“You’ve been reassigned,” he said. “You’ll be working in the far outskirts from now on.”
I stared at him. “Outskirts?”
“Orders from the Alpha.” He didn’t even look me in the eye. “Packhouse wants less… distractions.”
I swung my legs off the bed slowly, letting his words sink in. Distractions. Right. That kiss. That stupid kiss. My heart twisted for half a second before the rage swallowed it whole. So he wanted me gone. Out of sight. Far away.
I yanked on my boots in silence, fists clenched. The man lingered for a second, then left. Moments later, as I stepped outside, Dorian was already waiting like a damn prison warden. Arms crossed. Face like thunder.
“You move slower than a dying d
