Damian’s POVThe meeting dragged on longer than necessary. The Elders had so many questions about Silverclaw and Amelia. Every last one of them wondered whether I had ended the hunt for my father’s killer. By the time it finally ended, my patience was gone.The senior members filtered out one by one, still murmuring about schedules, patrol rotations, and preparations for the upcoming Luna ceremony. I acknowledged them out of habit, but my attention was already elsewhere.I wanted to go home.Morgan noticed immediately.“You’re restless,” he said as we walked out together. “What’s going on?”“I have things to do.”“Or someone,” Morgan said and I shot him a look which caused him to laugh.My wolf laughed too. He liked that Morgan had noticed the change too. ‘There’s nothing to be ashamed of for wanting our mate,’ he added.“You’ve been different since you accepted Amelia,” Morgan continued, clearly enjoying himself. “More relaxed, not obsessing over things.”“Is that a bad thing?” I ask
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