Cain didn't give up that easily. Of course he didn't.From that day on, he planted himself near Kingsley Pack territory and refused to leave.I could see him outside the council hall. At the territory market. Every morning when I walked the border patrol route, I'd look up and there he was — standing just beyond the boundary line, watching me.The sight of him turned my stomach every time, but I couldn't have the warriors drag him away. Technically, he was outside our borders. He hadn't crossed.He called across the boundary: "Wren, every day you don't come back to Ashford Pack, I'll be right here. I'll make it up to you — however long it takes — until you forgive me."He bid on rare moonstone jewelry at auctions across the packs and had them delivered to me."I never gave Vivienne anything this valuable. Forgive me, Wren. I can't live without you."I didn't give it a glance.Felix shamelessly scooped up the jewelry, tried a bracelet on his own wrist, turned it twice, then tossed it in
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