Between Blood and BondThree days after the healer told me I was terminally ill, Keith Bradford—the alpha's heir—finally completed his training and returned to the pack.
Rumor had it, he was back for his future mate.
The alpha had chosen a perfect match for him—a well-bred, talented girl, two years younger than Keith. Sweet, gentle, never even had a boyfriend.
The complete opposite of me, with exes as countless as the stars.
It was not until a week after Keith returned that I finally saw him, outside the treatment room.
He had not changed much—sharp features, high nose bridge, deep, defined eyes. Just as impossibly handsome as he was the first time we kissed.
I could not help but whisper in my heart, "It's been a while, Keith."
Almost as if sensing my gaze, Keith looked up, sharp and alert. Our eyes met—and for a second, it felt like the air froze.
I stepped forward, calm and composed, a faint smile on my lips. "It's been a while… my dear brother."