The great hall of the new pack house finally stood quiet. Pine and the scent of wood filled the air, a sign of our new beginning. But I couldn't quiet my mind. I hurried from the great fireplace, my fingers running over the cold smoothness of the mantle.Angus sat in his chair and watched me, his bulk like an anchor to my web of thoughts. "The bond is restless tonight, my Luna," he growled, his voice vibrating through our mate's bond. "What's disturbing you?"I stood and wrapped my arms around myself. "It's Ronan," I admitted, facing him. "He has been home for weeks, but he's now a ghost among this pack. He does what he's told, but he doesn't live. He says words, but doesn't speak. I don't know your brother, Angus. And it troubles my mind."Saying his name was enough to wake a sleeping wolf around any other shifter close to it. Angus's eyes softened with a pain I knew all too well. Finding his lost brother had been nothing short of a miracle, but Ronan was broken."He's been through
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