What had happened today had not been what Kasteil planned. He didn't have anything planned in particular, but he expected today to be like a beautiful reunion between him and Holland. Which it was—until Roma showed up at the door. He had been looking forward to this day for an entire week. Every night he had fallen asleep thinking about Holland's face, about the way Holland smiled, about the feeling of Holland in his arms. And now it had all fallen apart.
What was Roma even doing there? No one comes to the Alpha Residence. Everyone knew that. It was an unspoken rule between the people of Novaterra. Little to no one had ever been there. The residence was supposed to be private, secure, a place where the Alpha could retreat from the demands of the pack. People respected that. They kept their distance.
