Rena Vaughn was not a deep sleeper and she would not sleep for more than thirty minutes.
I think my wolf sensed her before we saw her. It may have been my imagination but one thing is sure. The moment my office door slid open to reveal Indigo, my heart seized its steady rhythm. Then started to pound.
Before that, I felt a tightening in my chest start to loosen. One knot at a time. Until it started to loosen, I hadn’t known it had been there. It completely came undone when she opened my door.
I stared at her. And she held my gaze. My throat closed around my words. My hands shook with the child in them. I’m not ashamed to say my eyes filled with tears.
“I’m sorry.” Such simple words.
I nodded, feeling too many things at the same time. It was full. I wanted to pick her up. I wan
