Chapter 32 : Questions

*Vanessa*

“I can’t believe you actually took in the Helbane defectors,” I say, running my hand across Shawn’s forearm.

Lying cocooned against his body, I feel so at peace. We slipped away from the party again, wanting to catch up on everything that happened over the last few days, but we were so exhausted that we ended up just falling asleep wrapped up in each other. The mutual confession we shared seems to have altered something between us. We’re closer than we were before, without hesitation on my end. And Shawn hasn’t made a secret of how grateful he is for the opportunity to love me out loud.

“I was never going to exile or execute the entire pack.” He catches my hand in his and twines his fingers with mine playfully. “It wouldn’t be fair. I could tell that not everyone was following Trent willingly, or even necessarily agreed with his politics.”