Chapter 113
Feya’s Pov
To say Hansel was tense would have been an understatement. Every single muscle seemed to be clenched tightly under his tanned skin as he helped me out of the car after we pulled into the driveway. It didn’t escape my attention that he made sure I was always behind him, that he would be able to protect me if it actually came down to it.
It didn’t complain.
In fact I made sure to tell him that I appreciated the gesture a lot more than he probably thought I was. I wasn’t like most girls in the pack who were utterly independent, I liked leaning on my mate as he leaned on me.
It was us, and it worked.
“Are you sure about this, Sweetheart?” He gave me the opportunity to back out.
I nodded, shooting the pack a sad look as I saw they looked just as tense as my man did. I didn’t blame them, their Alpha wasn’t happy so as a result neither were they. While they had no idea of how this pack was linked to my pa

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