Chapter 12: A FATHER’S COMFORT

Edeline Confidently, I started towards Darius’s scent, only to be stopped by my dad’s hand—a soft, comforting warmth on my shoulder. “Hey, Edeline. Hold up. We need to talk,” he said, his voice cracking as he whispered. I could sense the pain he felt on my behalf, almost palpable. With a nod, I followed him out into the lobby and waited by the front door. I had a feeling this conversation was coming. I wasn’t sure I was ready to hear what he had to say. Percival was deeply embarrassed by his actions. I could tell he wasn’t upset with me, though. He felt genuinely bad for me. This wasn’t something any guy would want for any female wolf. I stood near Doc's practice, my arms wrapped tightly around myself as the evening breeze brushed past me, causing a shiver to run across my skin. The sun was sinking behind the trees, casting long shadows and bathing the sky in hues of orange and pink. The scent of him, the one that used to bring me comfort when I was younger, reached me before I even sa