INARA'S POV Night had fallen heavy over the pack house, and the chambers felt too quiet without him. Grayson had left after our clingy afternoon session, muttering something about final border checks and council paperwork before the honeymoon. “Won’t be long, baby,” he’d promised with one last filthy kiss that left me throbbing. Hours later, I was still waiting.I’d tried to stay busy — laid out more clothes for packing, brushed my hair until it shone, even lit some candles so the room smelled like sweet herbs and moonlight. Dinner waited on the low table by the window: roasted meat, fresh bread, cheese, berries, and that spiced wine he liked. My stomach growled, but I didn’t want to eat without him. The bond hummed with his distant focus — he was close now, but still tied up.Come home already, you big idiot.I curled up on the big bed in just one of his oversized shirts, the fabric soft against my bare thighs and still carrying his scent. My eyes grew heavy as I stared at the
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