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I made my way back to my old room and caught the scent of other wolves here. Apparently they’d turned this into a guest room after I was exiled. I changed the sheets, stripped out of my clothes, and then gratefully sank into the bed.

It didn’t feel like home, but maybe that was for the best. Everything had changed in Frost Fang while I was gone. And everything would need to change again. I punched the pillow a few times before I got comfortable. Knowing that Heath had people we could trust on watch put me at ease. Sleep would release me from the constant feel of Freya at the back of my mind, so I mentally bid her goodnight.

Tomorrow, we’ll fix things,I promised to her and to my wolf.

Chapter 35

Freya

Gage’s absence felt like a gaping hole in my mind all day. Not once did he return to visit. My heart ached at the thought that my tryst with Flint and Heath had wounded him. Without the mate bond on my side, I had no idea what he could feel through it.

That was when I realized I didn’twantto be mad at Gage. His peace offering had gone a long way toward making me feel better about the situation.

For the first time, I wondered if he really hadn’t meant to bite me. The thought both filled me with warmth and pleased my wolf. The thought of making him lose control had pumped up my ego when he came before I did. But had I pushed him to lose control of his wolf as well? Had Gage been so overcome in the moment that I’d broken his resolve completely?

The thought that I could have such power over the pack alpha filled me with satisfaction. My wolf loved the knowledge that he’d wanted me so much that he couldn’t help but claim me, leaving his physical mark for all to see.

I ventured out of the bedroom to explore the rest of our new den, a big, five-bedroom house. It didn’t feel like an alpha residence, but maybe that was the point.

Either Heath or Flint stayed by my side the entire day, tag teaming in and out of our den.

“Do you think Gage is mad at me?” I asked Flint when we had dinner alone that night.

“No,” Flint squeezed my knee under the big, six-person table. “He’s just busy.”

“Too busy to visit his mate?”

“Freya…” Flint pushed his food around on his plate for a moment before answering me. “He’s giving you space so that you come to terms with your new place in the pack.”

“I already told him—”

“I know,” Flint answered. Then he smiled. “Trust me, I heard the whole thing.”

I sighed. “Then why didn’t you come in?”

“By the time I realized he’d bitten you, it was too late. And after that, I foolishly hoped the two of you could talk it out.”

I sighed. “Maybe now we can.”

“I hope so. But for now, the best thing you can do is to eat, sleep, and finish healing.” Flint’s powerful gaze pinned me in place. “None of us expected to end up ruling Frost Fang. This is an adjustment for all of us. Your pack needs you.”

I shook my head. “We’re not the alpha pair.”

“We don’t care about that, Freya. But it’s the Howling Echo pack who needs you. You’re important. To all of us.”

“And you really think my witch side will let me claim all of you as mates?” I asked, needing to hear it again.

“Not only your witch side.” Flint sliced off a chunk of meat. “Your wolf as well. When she graces us with her arrival.”

“Then I guess we won’t know until my birthday — whenever that actually is,” I said glumly.

“I believe in you and your wolf. You just need to trust her.”

“How can you be so sure?” I took another bite, because Flint was right — I wasn’t done healing.

“I dreamed of your wolf,” Flint admitted.

That was a sweet thought, but not enough to convince me. Still, I asked, “What did she look like?”

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