EIRA For three days, Eira avoided him. Successfully. Which was a miracle, considering Kael somehow had the supernatural ability to find her even when she hid behind other wolves, ducked into storerooms, or pretended to study soil. But she did it. Because every time she remembered Laura in his office — leaning close, speaking softly, touching his arm — her stomach burned. Sickening jealousy curled in her chest, sharp and humiliating. And the tremors in her hands kept returning. She didn’t want him to see either. So she hid. Kael did not appreciate being avoided. Not one bit. By the third day, pack members kept giving her looks. “Alpha’s not in a good mood,” one whispered. “He’s been looking for you,” another murmured. “He’s… tense,” someone added politely, which she knew meant one growl away from killing someone. Eira pretended she didn’t hear. She spent her evenings in the infirmary, pretending the samples in front of her held her full attention. But
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