I spent two peaceful weeks in my little apartment in the human city.
No pack drama, no Alpha orders, no pain from that damn mate bond—okay, maybe I was kidding myself about that last one.
The bond was still there, like an invisible chain, tugging at my heart the further I got.
I tried to keep busy to distract myself.
Working at a coffee shop during the day, and at night, getting stuff ready for my trip to the Valley of Luna's Tears.
I needed to finish three papers on ancient wolf magic before the portal opened.
When the doorbell rang, I was pounding away at my computer.
I crept up to the door cautiously and peeked through the peephole to see an unexpected visitor—Elder Grayson.
"Elder Grayson." I opened the door and bowed respectfully.
The silver-haired elder smiled kindly. "No need for formalities, child. I'm here on a personal visit."
I invited him in and poured him some tea. He looked around, his gaze landing on my simple but tidy place.