Chapter 83 Raven's Priority Is

• “put me down, put me down, Stile put me the fuck down” Raven was screaming clawing at the back of the wolf who was carrying her over his shoulder and moving farther and farther away from where his mate and now companion had stood. She was leaving him.
• A tightness in her chest almost wouldn't let her breathe and she thought she was going to go mad. She had been with Lawson for so long and their bond had become so strong that the distance was beginning to hurt.
• “Stile, Stile”