Chapter 22

Gracie's POV

As we entered the pack house, a whirlwind of thoughts swirled through my mind, distracting me from the present moment. The encounter with the young man at the medicine man's hut had left an indelible impression on me. His striking looks and captivating gaze had ignited a spark of intrigue within me.

Lost in my thoughts, I couldn't help but replay the stolen glances we shared, the brief moments where our eyes met and a silent understanding passed between us. It was as if the world around us had faded into the background, leaving only the two of us in that enchanting bubble of connection.

I couldn't deny the attraction that stirred within me, the way my heart fluttered at the mere thought of him. But I also knew that I stood beside the Lycan king, my mate, bound by a promise of loyalty and love. I couldn't act upon these newfound feelings, for it would betray the trust we had built.

As we walked through the corridors of the pack house, I tried to push the young man's image