THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN BLOODLINE; His Blood, Her Secret.
"It doesn't. But you get better at standing in it without breaking. I've watched you do that for years."
She leaned into him, letting his warmth ground her. His arms came around her, solid, familiar, the one thing in this entire impossible harbor that felt like home.
"Ten more minutes," she said. "Then I'm going after him myself."
"Nine," Xavier said. "I'll go with you."
Back in the storage yard, Voss unfolded a strip of leather he'd been keeping stitched into the lining of his coat.
Inside it: a thin, folded book. Pages soft from handling. Ink faded in places, sharp in others.