Chapter 63

• Denderick's POV
• I could still feel the warmth of Aria's embrace lingering on my skin as I walked toward the pack house, but nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see.
• The night air was cool against my face, but the ache in my chest burned hotter with every step I took away from Aria and Edward. Seeing them, holding them—it should have brought me peace, but instead, it only increased the longing I’d tried so hard to push aside.