Nathan
It was almost evening when I finally pushed back from my desk. The office was dimly lit – because I had asked the maids to bring down the curtains. I didn't want distractions while working - only the golden glow of the lamp illuminating the stacks of documents I had been drowning in for the past few hours.
The day had dragged on endlessly—meetings, phone calls, and mountains of paperwork regarding the acquisition of Shadow Moon Pack -Luna Vanessa's brother; Late Alpha Regan's pack - had taken more time than I expected, and alongside it, other urgent matters demanded my attention.
They were all important, all necessary, but my mind remained fixated on one thing: Lyla.
Earlier today, I had been in the middle of a meeting with investors, when I'd felt it – that unmistakable pull. The voice in my head which had been silent for a while suddenly came alive. These days, I barely heard from my wolf, Ragnar. The voice had whispered urgently.
Go. Drive to the Northern Forest. Now.
