ISMAY BELLWEATHER’S POVIsmay was furious.Her wolf stirred restlessly beneath her skin, reacting to the scent of damp moss and pine drifting through Ravenridge City. She watched Tobin Calder approach the clearing, her dark eyes blazing with anger. Dressed in a pale tunic, her long dark hair whipping in the mountain wind, she looked ready to tear apart the man who had dared to keep her waiting.But Tobin wasn’t just any wolf. She needed his help. Otherwise, she never would have arranged this secret meeting near the border, especially after spending an entire week imagining all the ways she could make him regret defying her.Tobin stepped onto the damp stone ledge and rolled his shoulders.“You’re late,” Ismay growled, her voice low and dangerous.“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Tobin replied, a cocky smile playing on his lips. “My performance ran late, and getting here from the Silverpaw Café took longer than expected with the border patrols out.”Ismay bared her teeth. “First, you deman
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